Steve sat outside, just wanting a moment to himself. It had been hard on everyone, so it would just be selfish to think otherwise. For him, this was digging up memories from the war. He lost everything then, and he just lost everything again.
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He felt the warm drop of a tear roll down his cheek. When he saw you approach, he quickly wiped under his eyes with his thumb and finger. He didn't greet you, but instead got up as if he was about to walk away.
