“Collin sighed, looking at the door frame instead of me now. As if to himself, he said, “It’s a good story. I like Jack.”
“Why?”
“Get the eggs out. Save the goose. Sneak them away from the Giant. It’s like what we do.”
“Well… I guess so. It is what we do,” and I paused, sinking into his words. The last thing I heard was my own voice, a thought that escaped my mind, spoken right before sleep overtook me.
“But this is such a strange way to fight a war.”