“Sir, I do, sir.” “Sir?” I said, smiling as the well-worn line formed in my mouth. “I work for a living, Private.” “Yes, Corporal.” The chubby kid trembled as he stood on the lawn before the course. I hovered over him, waitin...
With the chandelier light so faint and far above and throw pillows lying everywhere it looked like a safe house from some zombie movie. “You brought it to work today,” Elsa said behind me. “I saw you clip it on.” “Well, it might have dropped off,” I...