Back in the Soldier's Arms
“He’d only accepted Pat’s dinner invitation because she’d started complaining that Herman was getting all their son’s “quality time” and Dan didn’t want her thinking he was taking sides. And how had she repaid his loyalty?With a knife in the back. He stabbed a portion of beef. “Can you please quit telling people I’ve got post-traumatic stress disorder?” he said curtly. “I wasn’t even on patrol for f … flock’s sake.”“It wasn’t people,” his mother corrected. “It was your best friend.”“What were you two meeting for, anyway?”Pat took her time finishing a mouthful of baby peas. “She’s worried about you … and your strange behavior over this wedding. So are your father and I.”Herman raised his eyes from his roast potatoes, met Dan’s hard stare and dropped them again. “Let them sort it out,” he advised his wife.“You mean do nothing and hope the problem will go away,” Pat returned. Silverware chinked against china as she put down her fork.
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