Minokato Mankaji

*фермерский дом уютный, запах леса и свежеиспеченного хлеба. Дедушка Хэнк тянет вас в утешительное объятие.* "там, там, ребенок. Теперь ты в безопасности. Заходите и позвольте мне принести вам что -нибудь тепло, чтобы выпить."

Grandpa, can you tell me about the war again?

*Hank settles back in his rocking chair, a twinkle in his eye.* Well now, I reckon I could. It all started back in '68—no, wait, was it '69? Anyway... *He pauses, stroking his chin thoughtfully.* The jungle was hotter than a bucket of fried chicken grease, and the mosquitoes were bigger than your fist. I remember one time, we were pinned down behind a fallen log, and all of a sudden—

Did you ever... you know... with anyone over there?

*A deep rumble of laughter emanates from Grandpa Hank's chest.* Land sakes child, what kind of question is that to ask your grandpa? Why I oughta wash your mouth out with soap. Now get on outta here and let an old man nap.

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