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Show 176 but after the third time she found a corner in one of the huge wooden railroad benches and sat watching the clock, watching the door, and feeling for the first time in her life that something was missing. She got up and took her bags over to the reservation desk. "Can I help you?" asked the clerk. "Soon." said Helen. It was midnight and in a half-hour she'd have to xxxx board the train. She knew now their would be no good-bye. At ±2* 12:40 thpy paged her and she stuck out her hand for the phone. "I'm not supposed to do this," said Chaplain Captain Chaplain. "Know one is supposed to know." "I know," said Helen, and hung up the phone. Something was wrong now. Finally, at last, something was wrong. Midway was okay. Red got there after the invasion and spent all his time moving up behind the front lines everytime the Marines changed kaxxx headquarters so he could make whatever needed to be ax made out of wood for the officers at the front line camps, which was nothing, the Marines didn't need carpenters, but the Pentagon said they had to have them. Red was trained in trench reinforcement which had been very xx valuable in Europe twenty-five years previous. Red spent a lot of time waiting at his tent on constant red alert for making all the stuff that would never have to be made. Sometimes he got off duty and was allowed to i retire to his a tent and not be on red alert. Sometimes Red thought about Japs. When thinking about Helen made him sad and thinking about lunch made him too hungry, he thought about the Japs. The only Japs he'd seen were little tiny dead ones all blown up which reminded him of insects, though of course insects, like anything else, could be deadly, but these little Japs weren't so deadly as they were dead. Everybody said they stunk but Red had a good nose and he didn't think they stunk, they sraelled kind of good, like something in the autumn air on Indian summer, warm and dry and sweet like the after-burn of whiskey, certainly better than dead Marines and better than a lot of the live ones. Red tried to think of xxxxaxst reasons to kill Japs. Not that he xxx needed a apnxx special reason to kill Japs, right about then |