Chapter 3-2

1963 Words

It was charming, and she was tired enough to be charmed somewhat. She hadn’t missed his compliment or how much it had surprised his tablemates. And she’d never met someone who might understand the attraction of her desert. But maybe, just maybe, he did. Share her desert with Colonel Michael. She noted that, in her head, it wasn’t an interrogative but rather a flat statement. Too young to be going senile, perhaps going psychotic? She’d known him for…an embrace, a meal, and a firefight. Not in that order. Well, that only verified that they were both soldiers to the core. The average couple couldn’t point to the obliteration of an al-Qaeda cell as their meet-cute. Couple? She wasn’t losing it—whatever it was, she’d dumped it far out to sea. It was a good thing she wasn’t one of those peop

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