“I understand you, Farley. I can’t say that I ever had something like that happen to me, but I understand your reason for wanting to help out another fighter, crazy or not. It’s what we do, it’s what we’re trained to do and it’s what we’re all about. You can’t translate that to anybody else except somebody who served in the military and I think you did right, Farley. You were right not to pass that old bastard up and I don’t feel bad about you walking away and leaving him there to possibly die, either. Forget about it. I will make sure that Feng don’t bring it up again and please Farley, look at me....You don’t worry about it anymore either.” Charlie said going down the dirt road towards the utility shed that Farley would have probably missed if he didn’t know the lay of the land.
“Thanks
