Galactic Disney by Walter Knight & James Boedeker

Author:Walter Knight & James Boedeker [Knight, Walter & Boedeker, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781938758010
Publisher: Penumbra Publishing
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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“Get out from under there, you little piss ant!” shouted Master Sergeant Green, peering under the table. “You’re going back to the barracks to clean up so you’ll be presentable for your medal in the morning!”

“Yes, Master Sergeant Green.”

“Daydreaming again, Telk?”

“Yes, sergeant.”

Chapter 11

Master Sergeant Green informed me that Randal Telk, our newest Hero of the Legion, may have a few issues. Last night, Telk was out brawling, drunk and disorderly at the Blind Tiger Tavern. I do not see that as a problem. Legionnaires will be legionnaires. After all, the man fought off a terrorist attack, saved my son, and got laid up in the hospital, all in one day.

I watched Private Telk as the battalion formed up. Telk was a good-looking kid, though a bit pale and blotchy. I couldn’t say I approved of his hanging out with Privates Krueger or Knight, but Joey Junior probably was not so good an influence on the young man either.

Sergeant Green mentioned Telk’s daydreams. As I looked at him, I could see it. He was daydreaming right now, kind of swaying back and forth in the breeze. Daydreaming was a serious habit Telk would have to break if he hoped to survive the New Gobi Desert. The desert is harsh to those that don’t pay her proper attention. For now, I decided to give Telk a pass.

“Attention!” ordered Master Sergeant Green.

Major Lopez and I walked down the ranks, giving out medals. When we stopped at Private Telk to present his Hero of the Legion and Purple Heart award, the man still daydreamed. Major Lopez slapped Telk with his cap.

“Sir, yes, sir!” shouted Private Telk, waking abruptly.

“Keep up the good work, Telk,” I praised. “You’ll make general someday.”

“Yes, sir,” repeated Private Telk, already daydreaming again. I speculated delusions of glory dating back to America’s antiquity filled his head.

Master Sergeant Green, following behind us, just glared as he passed by Private Telk. Maybe those rumors were true about Telk scoring with Ceausescu, but I doubted it. Elena would eat that boy alive. It would be like putting a six-volt and twelve-volt battery together. It could never happen without someone dying. One thing was for sure, though – Ceausescu has been acting erratic lately. Just this morning, she submitted a formal request to change her first name to Yolanda. Was she too young to be going through menopause? I shrugged it off, not wanting to contemplate the female condition.

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