A Young Officer Asked A Woman What People Used To Call Her Until Her Answer Changed Everything

of a rack of mugs with aircraft silhouettes when she heard a voice behind her.

“Ma’am.”

She turned.

Davis stood three feet away, in service dress, hands clasped behind his back. He looked different, not transformed in the cinematic sense of a man returned from a meaningful journey, but different enough. Younger somehow. The precision of his uniform remained.continue reading …