My turn now.
Sir, I have to speak to you.
You have to let me sir.
Fine. Please do.
And after I am done please don’t have me sleep with the dogs.
Sir, I am afraid.
What happened to the warrior who dragged us home when we are almost dead from exhaustion.
Dead from the wars we never fully understand?
I do not know.
Do you know how hard it feels for me?
My neck is all stiff and I cannot display any of it. You don’t know how it even feels like!
It doesn’t matter now,where is the fight you served up?
Where is it?
Stories From Somewhere In Life 