The Judge Walked Past His Own Family To Speak To Me

was obvious.

Judge Bellamy gave me a little nod, almost private.

“Colonel Carter.”

My father made a choking sound from twenty feet away.

I corrected him automatically. “Lieutenant Colonel, sir. Retired last spring.”

He smiled. “Margaret told me if I got your rank wrong in public she’d kick me under the table. Seems she was right.”

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