bebé. Pasé ochenta y seis años siendo práctico. Uno de nosotros debería divertirse.
So I did.
I bought Clara an absurdly expensive wooden rocking horse she would not be able to use for years.
Gloria called it ridiculous.
Rachel approved.
Grandpa would have pretended to hate it.
Part Ten — Six Months Later
Six months after Clara was born, I stood in dress uniform at a formal command ceremony.
Clara sat in Gloria’s lap in the front row wearing tiny noise-canceling headphones.
General Rhodes stood beside me.
When the orders were
