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| Blind |
“I brought my lunch this
time, along with a little extra. I know you don’t usually eat this stuff.”
“A little bit won’t hurt.
My wife will bring something in in a minute.”
“Yeah, she always does.”
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| Tear |
“So, did you see that new
doghouse I was working on out there, the one that was just painted?”
“You mean the one next to
the tree?”
“Yeah. Had some extra installation from the house. That thing will keep warm in the
winter.”
“That’s gonna be one happy
mutt with an insulated crib. It
doesn’t get that cold around here, does it?”
“You know, even with the installation, you’d be surprised how the cold months can make make things hurt a little. That’s why you won’t see me in the water when the currents
change.”
“You break anything
playing sports.”
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| Pull |
“No. This is from when I
was contracting. Remember how I mentioned that I did a few jobs after the
service.”
“You mentioned it before.
But I didn’t think I should ask.”
“You don’t have to worry
about that. It doesn’t bother me… really.”
“I’ve never served or done
any work like that, so I don’t
know how to talk about that stuff.”
“Well, I wouldn’t
recommend it. You never want to have to take anyone’s life… no, it’s okay. Kind
of a trip, really.”
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| Pick Up |
“Yeah?”
“After one of the
patrols, we were sitting around, eating. Kind of like now. Just a group of guys
from just about everywhere. South Africa, South Korea… guys from a lot of different
places. A few of the guys were hardcore. When you have to clear a village, you shoot everything. Had some practical advice for that kind of work.”
"Practical?"
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| Remove |
“Yeah. How you never surrender. If the side you’re
with is ever about to start waving the flag, the hired guns don't stand a chance. That’s
why you’ve got to be ready to take out the people you are working with. Do you
want your fries?”
“No, go ahead.”
“So, we were sitting
there, eating, and the usual questions get asked. One of them is how many
people you’ve killed.”
“I’m listening.”
“We’re going around the
circle. One guy says six. Another five. Another nine. And then one guy says
over one hundred. We were all kind of surprised.”
“I think that’s your wife at
the door. She’s got her hands full. Do you want me to let her in?”
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| Dispose |
“No, I got it. Could you
do me a favor? I don’t usually talk about this stuff when she’s around.”
“Sure.”
“Thanks.”
