A Little White Lie continues
Wil is on a much needed vacation with unexpected companions. He didn’t particularly like Ben Drexel and Ray Schmidt when he first met them. But it’s hard to walk through hell and not come out the other side a changed man.
Making noise to alert Ben and Ray, Wil loped into the camp. His long legs ate up the miles with an almost mechanical gait. Dropping his pack loudly on the ground, he groaned, stretched and looked around. The other two were not in evidence.
“Ben! Ray! You two sorry excuses for Marines, where are you? What’s for supper? He got no response except the sighing of the wind in the tall trees around the camp.
A comunit in the tent beeped, startling Wil. He spun around, dropping to a low crouch, weapon drawn, before he realized what it was. The noise continued persistently, until he answered it.
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