Second Squad Third Platoon E CompanyChapter 7
Supper tonight was kind of somber. Harley was gone, and, now, so was Dixie. I couldn't decide whether the situation was more poignant with Dixie gone or with Dixie still here. There was more drinking than dancing tonight; even the girls drank more than usual. Beth and I were kind of slow heading to our bedroom, but it was not for the usual reason. This time, we were both just down a lot over the loss, me, for my friend, the man, and Beth, for her friend, the woman. We didn't even do the...