‘My idjit brother. He’s so dead its not even funny,’ I said as I opened my purse and pulled out my lock back buck knife. My ankle had already sw...llen to the point that I had to cut off my boot. ‘These are hundred dollar boots, he is SO dead,’ I chattered, trying to ignore the pain that radiated up and out from my ankle. ‘You need to get that looked at,’ Jason said. I just looked at him. ‘Well, you should,’ he said again, ‘but I suppose you won’t, just to be contrary like always.’ ‘No, sugars,. Maybe they have some good knick knacks.’ He had taken control of the game so easily, but I was up to the task. ‘No. I think I want to watch something on Lifetime. Maybe they have something that will put me in the mood to get romantic with you later. You never know. You might get lucky.’ He shrugged his shoulders. ‘No big deal. If it doesn’t work, I think I have my travel Scrabble with me. We can play until we get tired and turn in.’ He succeeded admirably at sounding bored. But disinterested. ”I laughed and reminded him, “Until I sign the reenlistment papers, you’re still the ranking Sgt. You can do it your-fucking-self.”Jack asked, “Just when do you plan on signing the papers?”I teased the shit out of him, “Possibly tomorrow, but only if I’m not attacked by any of the nurses tonight. I’m going up on the roof to make sure the snipers have cleaned their rifles, then I’m cleaning my rifles and taking a nap. I was up more than half the night keeping the fucking towelheads away.” I. Roger pulled into the carport at his house and unlocked the side door. He opened the back door of the SUV and took the boxes into the house one by one. Each box seemed to weigh about twenty pounds or so. He set the boxes on the kitchen floor and then went and changed into jeans and a t-shirt.Roger poured himself a glass of ice water and then began to open one box. As soon as he folded the flaps back he saw that the box was filled with used one hundred dollar bills in stacks of one hundred bills.