I’d have normally hit on her in an instant if I’d met her in a bar, but here in a professional setting, I knew anything funny could get be court-martialed. ******************************
Preview of Chapter 2: I had more encounters with Karen, but my last one was the most memorable. The men and women I worked with hated killing anyone and did so only when we had to. “You parents are still together, so are you going back to live with them?” she asked. My dad had always said military types were all about recklessly murdering people. “OH FUCK!” she cried one last time and froze tight as she trembled like she was in an earthquake. The men and women I worked with hated killing anyone and did so only when we had to. I wondered for just a moment if she lightened her hair, but I wasn’t going to get distracted.
