Joe found himself wrapping on the door of Kat’s JLTV. He saw shadows moving inside and a voice saying to come in. While Joe helped himself through the door, a face moved onward into the light. It was Scuba Bill.
“I was just on my way out,” Bill said. His hand extended out to pat Joe on the back.
“Goodnight Commander,” Joe replied.
Kat wheeled out of her nav station chair and bowed her arms around Joe’s neck, “No kisses,” she told him, “I’m lots better, but I’m still contagious I think.”
Joe just gave a smile of relief, “I’m sure we wouldn’t want that!”
She tipped her head to one side and gave Joe a idiosyncratic sort of grin. “Sarcasm will get you into trouble mister.”
“What did I do now?”
Seemed every time he saw Kat, she was more vibrant than before. Beauty seemed to follow her at every turn. Joe fought to hold his heart in check while the sparkle of her eyes peered right through him. She was just a geek in Army fatigues—but no, something had changed. Kat had developed into something more. …show more content…
“Hush.”
The radio squawked with the rambling voice of a man speaking Arabic. Grappling for her pencil and pad, she transcribed the message while Joe quietly looked on. Verses, like aggression, intercept and rendezvous brought forth from the pencil she held tightly against the paper in front of her. Seconds later, Kat dropped her pencil the tiny desktop. She cupped her hands over her face and sniffed back a tear or
“I was just on my way out,” Bill said. His hand extended out to pat Joe on the back.
“Goodnight Commander,” Joe replied.
Kat wheeled out of her nav station chair and bowed her arms around Joe’s neck, “No kisses,” she told him, “I’m lots better, but I’m still contagious I think.”
Joe just gave a smile of relief, “I’m sure we wouldn’t want that!”
She tipped her head to one side and gave Joe a idiosyncratic sort of grin. “Sarcasm will get you into trouble mister.”
“What did I do now?”
Seemed every time he saw Kat, she was more vibrant than before. Beauty seemed to follow her at every turn. Joe fought to hold his heart in check while the sparkle of her eyes peered right through him. She was just a geek in Army fatigues—but no, something had changed. Kat had developed into something more. …show more content…
“Hush.”
The radio squawked with the rambling voice of a man speaking Arabic. Grappling for her pencil and pad, she transcribed the message while Joe quietly looked on. Verses, like aggression, intercept and rendezvous brought forth from the pencil she held tightly against the paper in front of her. Seconds later, Kat dropped her pencil the tiny desktop. She cupped her hands over her face and sniffed back a tear or