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Chapter 31-1
Chapter 31 The willingness with which our young people Are likely to serve in any war, no matter How justified, shall be directly proportional To how they perceive veterans of early wars Were treated and appreciated by our nation. . —George Washington . PAREESA Every spring, the Hiddekel River rose and deluged the Ubaid's fields. Usually this happened over a period of many weeks, but during the night, the river had risen to within cubits of the northern gate and churned the water into an unappetizing, brownish-yellow sludge. Pareesa stared with dismay as a tree trunk large enough to carve into a boat floated up to her feet where, only yesterday, there had been a path. "Alright, you lazy bunch of dogs!" Pareesa shouted at the B-Team. "Our practice area just got flooded out." The
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