Even though they all meant well, they could only help him for a moment, not for a lifetime; his wife and child were ultimately his own responsibility to support.
But then again, working on the construction site actually didn't make Ronald Loman feel there was anything bad about it.
His body might be a bit tired, but at least his heart was steady. He no longer had to worry that someone might suddenly jump out from somewhere and shoot you, or worry that someone was smuggling drugs across the border again, or worry that if he rested an extra two minutes, the hostages would already have died in hell.
Overnight, those scenes of bullets whizzing past him seemed to have suddenly gone far away. Carrying bricks and working every day wasn't really any more exhausting than life in the barracks.
If there was one downside, it was probably that it always made Annie Taylor at home burst into tears.
