The collapsed carboard boxes came alive as the thug leader crawled out of it with his knife. "Looks like you messed with the--" he was about to say, b...t suddenly Alyssa sprang back into action. With one foot to the left, she kicked the thug in the groin. He released her left wrist as he fell, and she immediately clocked the other thug in the face with an open-palmed strike. The sound of his nose breaking into pieces reverberated between the alley walls.But--She was a second too late! As Alyssa. " Not as much as ours is breaking," Callahan said. "The only reason half of our people haven't deserted is there's nowhere for them to go. Even so, I've had almost a dozen of my guys trying to fake some minor injury to get taken off the line and I hear over in Bravo Company some private actually shot himself in the leg and tried to claim it was an accident." I heard that one too," Ayers said. "If investigation reveals that is actually the case he'll be put in the brig, court martialed under. Well, turned it over. I'd agreed not to fire it up in the trailer park at the insistence of the mgmt. Some 4x4 named Earl Welt. "Stop it, Mr. Castleberry."I stopped.Once out of ear shot, I put it thru some preliminary tasks, found no joy in it & angrily pulled into the Hinky Dinky parking lot. "Get out."I came close to going back to the house and phoning her and putting it on the line. "What would you say if you did that?"I implored myself: "Please don't talk to yourself while sitting in this. Putting herself between the half sandwich and anyone else's view, she dropped her napkin over it, picked it up, and headed to the bathroom to savor her prize. She closed the door behind her and leaned up against it to prevent anyone from coming in and catching her in the act. The bread was still warm, the cheese was still soft. There was lettuce, tomatoes, and onions inside. Stacey hadn't had fresh vegetables in weeks. And ham was never her favorite, but today it tasted delicious. She ate it.