...Dick hit the End button on the cellphone. He hit stop on his car stereo. And listened to the silence of his vehicle. "Wait three minutes to decompress, then everything is fine."
He looked at the cellphone again 9:26 PM, the screen informed him. He went into the Timer section and started the stopwatch, set it to '3:00' minutes.
He just waited and thought. And after one minute a smile started forming on his face, that he hadn't experienced in some 23 years of serving the country in one capacity or another. He thought like all the rest of the time that he wanted to get as far away from this shit as he could have possible could get, it would be difficult to walk away.
But the time had come. He thought some more and listened to nothing and everything...then the cellphone rang and he looked at it, and realized what he was informed was in fact correct, to wait three minutes, because one second into the third minute he looked at the name and the dreaded: Thirteen; was the caller...
(Peace! More to come...)
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