The Wounded

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Genres: Fiction
Creamy tomato bisque started off the fare, followed by a field green salad, steak and potatoes, and some kind of chocolaty dessert that puffed up like a marshmallow, but tasted like pudding.     Michael tuned into the conversation around him, content to hear from the others, only contributing when asked a direct question. Jay knew the drill and handled the situation well.     Terri and Greg, the other couple at the table, had met in service, and looked each other up once they were stateside.     “What about you two,” Terri asked, zigzagging a finger between Mark and Jase.     Jase flushed, but Mark spoke up without hesitation. “Jase here was my first and only crush, and my brother’s best friend.” He bestowed an affectionate smile on Jase. “We were meant for each other. He just needed some convincing.” The muscle twitching in his upper arm made Michael believe that, under the table cloth, Mark had just squeezed Jase’s hand.
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