A Day in the Life of Marine Captain Cross before the Zoastra Affair Part Thirty Five

A Day in the Life of Marine Captain Cross before the Zoastra Affair Part Thirty Five

 

PhotoFunia Macho Regular 2013-09-15 12 17 56Shrugging his shoulders, “Fine. I accept, as long as you don’t say anything crazy like that again.”

Newman smiled back. Cross felt aggravated. How had he let someone like Newman see that he cared about people? He tried to not care. But people kept showing up who needed his help. Now that he gave an inch, what would be asked of him? Cross had better keep that to himself.

Newman started to leave. Cross called out, “You aren’t going to the brig?”

“I want to.”

“Colonel Hunter is a small-minded fool. We have your wife back. He’ll lose his rank. Stay away from him.” Peter deserved a happy life, on the ship. Confronting Hunter reeked of trouble.

Major Newman nodded. “Good advice. Vancouver?”

“We’re not talking about where I’m from.” Cross shook his head, and went to work. At least his friend stayed focused on the mundane.

Newman called from the door, “People who care give advice. Next time you’ll tell me what part of Canada you’re from.”

Cross realized that he made a mistake. He didn’t want friends. He didn’t need people. But they kept getting under his skin. Aurelius, Grace, Rosemarie, Rex, and Peter Newman might be his replacement family. He didn’t need another family. Caring meant getting involved and setting himself up for trouble. He craved fighting, not good people.

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