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"Yeah, why, sure, sir He watched the doctor move...
"Yeah, why, sure, sir He watched the doctor move onMinetta was depressedIt's the last time I can pull that gag, he told himself
He was restless all day, trying to think of some way he could remain in the hospitalHe became dejected every time he realized that he would have to go back to the platoonHe thought of the endless days ahead with the work and the combat and the unending repetitionI ain't even got a buddy in the platoonYou can't trust PolackHe thought of Brown and Stanley, whom he hated, Croft, of whom he was afraidThey got a goddam clique, he told himselfHe thought of the war, which would cartier pasha watch stretch on foreverAfter this island there's gonna be another one and then another oneAaah, there's no future in the whole goddam thingHe slept a little and awoke even more miserableI can't take this, he said to himselfIf I'd been lucky I woulda got a real bad wound, and I'd be on a plane to the States nowMinetta brooded over thisOnce he had boasted to Polack that if he ever got into a hospital, he'd never come back to the platoon"Just let me get in, and I'll work it," he had said
There had to be a wayMinetta discarded one wild idea after anotherHe thought of jamming a bayonet into his wound, or of gucci watches for women falling off a truck when he went back to headquarters companyHe twisted on his cot, and felt pity for himselfHe heard a soldier groaning slightly on one of the cots, and this irritated himHe told himself, That guy's gonna flip his lid if he don't shut up
The idea went through his mind without his phrasing it, and he sat up in excitement, panicky with the fear he might forget itOh, that's it, that's it, he said to himselfHe became frightened as he thought of how hard it would beHave I got the guts? he asked himselfHe lay motionless, trying to remember what he had heard about soldiers who had got out bag chloe paddington for that reason, Jesus, a Section Eight, he said to himselfHe recalled a soldier in his training platoon, a thin nervous man who had begun to weep on the rifle range when he fired his gunThe soldier had been taken to the hospital, and he heard weeks later that he had been dischargedOh, man, Minetta said to himselfHe felt happy for a moment as if he were actually out of the serviceI'm as smart as any of these guys, I can work itNervous shock, that's the story, nervous shockI got wounded, didn't I? You'd think the Army would discharge a guy after he got wounded, but all they do is patch him up and send old omega watches him backCannon fodder, that's all they care about usMinetta felt righteous
His mood ebbed, and he became frightened againI wish I could talk to Polack, he'd know how to work itMinetta looked at his handsI'm as good a man as PolackI can be out while he's still talking about itThey'll only keep me here a couple of days, and then they'll send me to another hospital where they keep the looniesIf I get there, I'll be able to copy themAbruptly, he was depressed againThat doc is watching me, I'm gonna have a tough time of itMinetta hobbled over to a table in the center of the tent, and picked up a chanel logo necklace magazine
"Yeah, why, sure, sir He watched the doctor move onMinetta was depressedIt's the last time I can pull that gag, he told himself
He was restless all day, trying to think of some way he could remain in the hospitalHe became dejected every time he realized that he would have to go back to the platoonHe thought of the endless days ahead with the work and the combat and the unending repetitionI ain't even got a buddy in the platoonYou can't trust PolackHe thought of Brown and Stanley, whom he hated, Croft, of whom he was afraidThey got a goddam clique, he told himselfHe thought of the war, which would cartier pasha watch stretch on foreverAfter this island there's gonna be another one and then another oneAaah, there's no future in the whole goddam thingHe slept a little and awoke even more miserableI can't take this, he said to himselfIf I'd been lucky I woulda got a real bad wound, and I'd be on a plane to the States nowMinetta brooded over thisOnce he had boasted to Polack that if he ever got into a hospital, he'd never come back to the platoon"Just let me get in, and I'll work it," he had said
There had to be a wayMinetta discarded one wild idea after anotherHe thought of jamming a bayonet into his wound, or of gucci watches for women falling off a truck when he went back to headquarters companyHe twisted on his cot, and felt pity for himselfHe heard a soldier groaning slightly on one of the cots, and this irritated himHe told himself, That guy's gonna flip his lid if he don't shut up
The idea went through his mind without his phrasing it, and he sat up in excitement, panicky with the fear he might forget itOh, that's it, that's it, he said to himselfHe became frightened as he thought of how hard it would beHave I got the guts? he asked himselfHe lay motionless, trying to remember what he had heard about soldiers who had got out bag chloe paddington for that reason, Jesus, a Section Eight, he said to himselfHe recalled a soldier in his training platoon, a thin nervous man who had begun to weep on the rifle range when he fired his gunThe soldier had been taken to the hospital, and he heard weeks later that he had been dischargedOh, man, Minetta said to himselfHe felt happy for a moment as if he were actually out of the serviceI'm as smart as any of these guys, I can work itNervous shock, that's the story, nervous shockI got wounded, didn't I? You'd think the Army would discharge a guy after he got wounded, but all they do is patch him up and send old omega watches him backCannon fodder, that's all they care about usMinetta felt righteous
His mood ebbed, and he became frightened againI wish I could talk to Polack, he'd know how to work itMinetta looked at his handsI'm as good a man as PolackI can be out while he's still talking about itThey'll only keep me here a couple of days, and then they'll send me to another hospital where they keep the looniesIf I get there, I'll be able to copy themAbruptly, he was depressed againThat doc is watching me, I'm gonna have a tough time of itMinetta hobbled over to a table in the center of the tent, and picked up a chanel logo necklace magazine
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