“Yeah,” said Puller. “It actually feels good to be here.”
The nurse looked at him oddly as he passed by her and opened the door to his father’s room.
Puller Sr. was in his usual blue scrub pants and white T-shirt. He looked both agitated and confused.
When his father caught sight of him, Puller stood as erect as possible and executed a single crisp salute to his father.
“Reporting in, General.”
His father’s agitated state seemed to melt away and was replaced with a scowl. Puller would take a scowl over confusion from his father any day.
“XO, where the hell you been?”
“In the field executing your orders, sir,” Puller said in a loud voice, enunciating his syllables just as the Army had taught him.
“And the outcome?”
“Mission accomplished, General. Fair winds and following seas.”
“Damn good work, XO. Damn good. At ease.” “Yes, sir,” said John Puller and he lowered his hand and sat down next to his father.
For the moment no longer a solider.
Now only a son.
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