"So will the GFA hold?" I wondered.

There was a sea of shrugged shoulders. "No fuckin' idea, sir. To be honest, most people just want to be able to lives in peace. Let them hate each other, but from a safe distance. I think Belfast will always remain divided. The hate runs too deep. But if the peace holds, we won't be required here for too much longer, so we'll be sent to some other shithole instead."

In six months, I think we barely fired our weapons except at the range. We mostly provided support to the police service, who would soon have a new name, as their old name...