Chapter 33
The difficulty, my friends,
Is not in avoiding death,
But in avoiding unrighteousness;
For that runs faster than death.
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Socrates
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Earth - AD March, 2002
Afghanistan
For the last three days she'd subsisted on nothing but MRE's and lukewarm coffee fortified with lots of sugar. She wasn't sure whether it was a sense of duty, or the fact that HE came just before each new shipment got choppered in for her to patch back together. She felt obligated to stay and order her patients to fight him.
The brain-shot eighteen year old survived...
But an Afghan soldier had come in this morning missing half of his lower body, casualty of an RPG. She'd done her best to piece him back together, but when HE arrived, Kadima finally convinced her to step aside.
Hunger finally forced he
