When my own commanding officer shoved me toward the roaring cargo doors at fifteen thousand feet, my heart shattered into a million pieces, leaving me to wonder if my final breath would be swallowed by the icy wind before the ground even reached me.
When my own commanding officer shoved me toward the roaring cargo doors at fifteen thousand feet, my heart shattered into a million pieces, leaving me to wonder if my final breath would be swallowed by the icy wind before the ground even reached me. We were flying a highly classified night operation over hostile territory,…
