The Prescotts Thought My Uniform Was Decorative

her belt.

Todd saw me in the hall.

“Colonel Hart.”

I kept walking.

He followed two steps.

“I want to see my wife.”

I turned.

He stopped so fast his shoe squeaked on the floor.

“You put your hands on my daughter,” I said. “If you say wife again like it makes her your property, I will forget every polite thing the Army ever taught me.”

His face flushed.

“You don’t continue reading …