PART III – Back To The Sandbox Northeastern Iraq The music stopped and Troy’s ears were grateful. An hour straight of Rage Against the Machine was a bit much. Troy turned around in the driver’s seat, “What’s next? My ears are ringing so maybe we can go somewhat lighter. We still have forty minutes till Dukan Lake.” “You want some sissy music, a little Elton John maybe?” cracked the Jackal from the back seat. “No, Sarge is in the other vehicle,” retorted Troy with a wide grin. “Let the mademoiselle decide,” replied the Jackal. “Whoa!” exclaimed Troy. “You’re letting the newbie pick songs already?” |
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Eric P BishopAuthor of The Body Man Archives
April 2021
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