Finding Honour: Day 15

Word Count: 91,336

Summary of Events:
Chapter 29:
Borden walked alongside the Osilinka working on keeping his focus — which he actually found a little harder than he'd expected — and that evening as Eira massaged him he explained pretty much how he'd gotten to the point he was at.
Chapter 30:
Borden, Honour, and Eira's pursuers started running after them again, but this time the dog broke free from the pursuers and willingly joined Borden, Honour, and Eira, for which Borden was admittedly glad, it would help them to be more difficult to trace. They then arrived at the shore of Williston Lake and Honour felt like they were really getting close to home. The boss of their pursuers plotted to move north to McLeod Lake from Prince George and get radios to some of his men still out in the woods.

Excerpt of the Day:
""So I tried to forget it," Borden replied. "Forget the pain, the regret, at least for a couple of hours."
Eira felt like hugging Borden, but she wasn't sure what she would think about hugging him when she reflected on it — much less what Borden would think of it if she were to go and do it.
"Somehow I managed to do that and still have a military career," Borden said. "But then I went and got that stupid idea in my stupid head–"
"You're not stupid," Eira interjected.
"I was drunk," Borden replied, with an edge. "And I got the stupid idea in my head, so I went to see my girlfriend, and I tried to go with her to places she didn't want to go. And she called for help — not that I blame her, if she would've been coming after me in a state like that I would've called for help too."
Eira stared hard at the fire, trying desperately not to imagine the scene that Borden was describing. It was so similar to what had been threatened upon her at that place, and she didn't want to imagine it.
"Help came," Borden said. "I nearly killed him."
Digging her knuckles into Borden's back deeply, Eira moved them around, she could almost imagine Borden in a rage, delivering fierce blows. It chilled her. Borden was strong, he was physically powerful, and the damage he could do.
"So there went my military career," Borden sighed. "I was dishonourably discharged and pitched into a prison for five years on assault charges. And I've never gotten out."
"What do you mean?" Eira asked. "You're here."
"I'm out of the penitentiary in Nova Scotia, sure," Borden replied. "But I can't get out. They won't let me."
"Who won't?" Eira asked.
"My parents, my siblings, my friends, my acquaintances, my fellow citizens, everyone," Borden replied. "They've forgotten everything but what I did. What I did when I was stupid. They've forgotten everything but my most glaring mistake. And they keep shoving it in my face, saying how they never would've expected I would've done something like that, they keep throwing my dishonour back at me. They won't even believe me when I say I'd much rather avoid kids like the plague than take them. They think I'd dare go and take a child when the one thing in my rap sheet is a physical offence against adults. But I've been in prison, so they think I could turn into some kind of a pedophile or a pervert just because I was there.""