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John had done this too many times before, sorting the belongings of dead service men and women, he thought it was the least he could do for Carson but it was hard.
Now, looking at the creased love worn photo of Carson and Rodney which spoke of intimacy only lovers shared, he felt like he was intruding.
The pain of losing a cherished friend whirl pooled with the surprise of discovering a secret. His heart ached as he looked at Rodney’s eyes full of happiness and love, to his shame he felt jealousy hot and biting lancing through his chest.