Again, this Six Sentence Sunday excerpt is from MOONSHELL BEACH, Shelter Bay #4, which will be out July 3rd. Last week, we left Marine Captain J.T. Douchett beneath a weeping sky in Southern California, carrying out a mission he never would have asked for.
He and his passenger, a staff sergeant who, despite years of marching cadences, still had the slightly bowed legs of a man who’d grown up riding horses in Abilene, retrieved their garment bags from the backseat. They entered the restaurant, walking past the tables to the men’s room, where they changed from their civilian clothes into high-necked, dark blue jackets, dark blue pants with a bloodred stripe down the side of the legs, and shoes spit-polished to a mirror gloss.
Although he could feel every eye in the place on them, J.T. put on a focused but distant stare and glanced neither left nor right as he walked straight back to the Suburban. Neither man spoke. There was no need. They’d been through this before and it never got any easier, so why talk about it?
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