Three Decades of Pretending Come to an End in a Military Holding Cell

“I’m going to get to the bottom of it,” I said.

“You do that, cap,” Glenn said.

“Just don’t go making a mess for the rest of us.

We like our peace and quiet around here.”

Glenn threw the damp towel into the bed of his pickup.

“I need a cold beer,” Glenn said.

“Quit worrying so much about bank letters.

It always works itself out in the end.”