Soldier No More

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STARING AT THE blank ceiling above him, Roche knew exactly how poor bloody Adam had felt in the garden, stark naked and scared out of his wits.

But finally God cleared his throat to indicate that he had reached a decision.

"All right, you can put on your clothes, Captain Roche. And don't look so worried. There's absolutely nothing to be alarmed about—I'm not going to invalide you out, or anything drastic like that, if that's what you've been afraid of."

Despair filled Roche. Ever since they'd decided to refer him to God he'd been buoyed up by the hope that there might be dummy5

something rather seriously wrong with him, at least sufficiently for them to throw him out on the grounds of ill-health. To that end he had most scrupulously avoided taking the medication his French doctor had prescribed, and had done everything he had been told not to do. But he never did have any luck.

"Then what's wrong with me?" he said plaintively. "There is something wrong, damn it!"

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