"Sergeant McClay, I'm so happy to see you again, what bring you here?"
"I'm sorry Colonel" Said the Sergeant with shaky voice "but you know better than anyone that my dream, since I joined the army, has been to rank all the way up to top"
"Of course I remember! You were one of the best boys I've trained, and look how far have you gone! you are a Sergeant now!"
"Yes, my Colonel, I am, and now they're giving an opportunity I cannot deny, oh my Colonel! I am so, so sorry! but they will make me a Colonel, just like you; but for they to do it so I have to do something terrible, my Colonel!"
"I am not following you Sergeant, explain yourself better, it's an order!"
"I'm so sorry my Colonel" Said the Sergeant with tears running down his cheeks "I'm truly sorry, this is not my intention, and you don't know how much sorry I am"
"Stop crying Sergeant! real men don't cry! stop crying and explain yourself!"
"I'm sorry my Colonel, I'm sorry"
***BAM***
Thursday, February 14, 2013
239 - A rank and power matter.
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