“It took us hours before we couldn’t hear the buzzing of the locusts anymore. We were picking the nasty little bugs out of our hair and clothes longer than that. I would shudder occasionally as I remembered the sensation of the locusts’ prickly little feet crawling across my bare skin. I couldn’t get them out of my mind. “I began to plot my revenge against Carl the second I made the decision I couldn’t save Tank. He would pay for Tank’s death. I would make sure of it. It was now my one and only ...purpose on this crap-hole of a planet. I would make him suffer just like Tank suffered. Of that I was nothing but sure. “We stopped at dawn in a clearing near a muddy creek. I let the others sit before I chose a spot as far away as possible without losing sight of them. I didn’t want to socialize or to talk about what had happened or to cry over our friend Tank. I wanted to think about what I was going to do to Carl. I wanted to get mad and madder still.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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