Have Words Will Write
Sgt. Collins looked down at his watch and back at his men. “Did any of you have lunch?” “Are you kidding?” Mick snapped. “Peanut butter on stale bread is not a meal by any stretch of the imagination.” “Well, let’s take a little hike.” Sgt. Collins motioned toward the front door. “The mess hall won’t …
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Sgt. Collins felt awkward and alone as he walked to the mess hall with a cigar hanging from his mouth. Other soldiers eyed him, for he was next to the last to go through the mess hall line. Sgt. Collins didn’t take out his cigar as he approached the table where a lonely private was …
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