Penny gets the less than envious job of collecting Private Bennett.
“Corporal Bennett reporting as ordered, Ma’am.”
“Corporal?” She checked a computer file on the table. “Says here your last offense got you busted to Private again.”
“Oh, yeah,” he said, reaching in his pocket for a smoke. “Forgot about that.” He pulled a chair out, flopped into it and tipped back.
Penny eyed him with curiosity. “Where in the regs does it say you act like that in the presence of an officer?”
“Sorry, the guys are kinda casual around here.” He rose again. “Please, have a seat, Ma’am.” He clicked his heels together and bowed as she took her seat across from him.
“You can sit,” Penny said as she scanned the file screens.
Bennett sat carefully, not as causally as before. He leaned over the table, hands folded, trying to see what was on the screen.
“Quite…
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