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“You’re getting a medal! How cool is this!”
“I told you, it’s a mistake. I don’t deserve a medal. I certainly am not a hero!”
Mariella wasn’t listening to him. Or attending to Dante, who looked as if he were working up to a fully-fledged screaming bout. She was reading every word in the letter.
“You saved seven people.”
“Others saved lives as well.”
“And at great personal risk you continued on with the last two even though you were severely injured,” she continued as if she hadn’t heard him.
He didn’t need the reminder. He saw it over and over every time he had a flashback. The shock, the anguish, the horror.
She looked at him, her eyes shining. “I knew you were a hero. Now it’s been confirmed, and not just because of me and Dante. Wow, you must be so proud.”
“I’m not going to accept it. It would be a farce.”
“But—”
He snatched the paper from her hand, balled it up and tossed it into the trash before storming out of the kitchen.
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