In the quiet hours before dawn, soldiers rehearse the impossible, again and again, until muscle remembers what the mind would rather forget.

What begins with training in pine-choked fields becomes a journey that stretches across continents, stitched together by exhaustion, brotherhood, and the weight of choices waiting back home. Between the thundering engines of transport planes and the silence of unanswered phone calls, one Ranger learns that the hardest battles aren't always the ones fought with a rifle.

Equal parts raw and intimate, this story pulls the reader into the cadence of long marches, the hum of floodlights over an airfield, and the fragile conversations stolen in the margins of duty. It's about what soldiers carry, on their backs, in their hearts, and in the spaces between words they'll never say aloud.

Perfect for readers who crave military realism told with grit, honesty, and humanity, this novel isn't just about war. It's about the people who walk toward it, and the ones waiting for them when they come back, or don't.