Blake's POV

Everything was coming along well. Brielle had taken the initiative to make breakfast for everyone. I wanted to help, but I was banned from the kitchen. The ladies had it all under control. My parents were still resting, and I let them be. Kyle and I were in study having one of our drinking sessions. We were talking over a glass of whiskey.

" I have been thinking that we should hold a prayer for the warriors that have fallen."

" That is a good thing. After the dust settles, I ...