Honey headed for her car to drop her gear and get a change of clothes. The course was challenging enough. It took the men through a wooded hilly area, across three knee-deep watercourses, two natural creeks and one man-made with a swing over. And, of course, the ever-present fifteen-foot wall climb. Everyone passed. Even the steroid triplets and the handful of veterans who’d come in suffering from wicked hangovers. It went fast due in part to running commentary and snarky bantering. All in fun, until Bear started in with the leatherneck Barbie crap. In the company of others, she didn’t keep her mouth shut. He quickly found she wasn’t an easy mark and he was no match for her comebacks. She’d had years to build a playbook of snarky comebacks and easily put him down to the glee of the recruits, who outright laughed.“Yo. Leatherneck Barbie,” Bear called in a bad Rocky Balboa voice from behind her. She kept walking. “I didn’t like those things you were saying.”You gotta be shittin’ me.
