Arlene and JeffChapter 682
The Retreat At breakfast, Morales and his wives had managed to sit near Jeff. With their meal underway, Morales looked over at the Prime. “We’ve covered the basics with our pulse rifles and have learned to field strip and reassemble them in an acceptable time, but I have a question before we go to class this morning.” “And you didn’t want to ask the Sergeant for fear he would think you should already know the answer,” Jeff said with a grin. “Something like that. He probably did tell us,...