“What are you going to do now, Tom?” Major Ricardo Sanchez asked his old friend. They stood in the sunshine on the lawn, holding their champagne flutes. Beyond the tent and its tables of canapes and heavier foods, the guests’ children had organized an enthusiastic game of tag with much squealing and more than a few grass stains on dresses and pants. Continue reading
Tongai (Tom) Paisley hit the OFF button on the tape recorder and yanked the headphones from his ears.
“Enough! I’m ready for the weekend!” Continue reading