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Chapter 20 - Common Problems==========
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“Hey, David. Hold up,” Shawn shouted out to me as he left the girls with Jo back at our table. They had already told me what they were ordering, so maybe he came to help me take them back to the table. He honestly didn't need to shout. It was a small and quite place and I ended up waiting in a short line.
“Yeah Shawn,” I said once he was standing next to me.
“How are things?” he asked. “With you and your, your,” he paused out.
“Boyfriend,” I finished for him.
“Yeah, him,” he quickly added. “Everything O.K. between you two?” he finished. I took one step closer to the counter as one person moved away allowing the line to move and of course Shawn kept up.
“Yeah. Why?” I asked not understanding where he was going with this. He was quite for a while as I saw him move his weight from one foot t
A Turning Point in the Clockwork WarA war of attrition
depends on supply and drawdown,
how much you have and how much you use up.
With personnel, the balance concerns
the influx of recruitment versus
the outflow of casualties, deserters, invalids.
There is only so much loss
that a fighting force can sustain
and still fight.
Pilot Claude Archer was the first
to challenge his invalid discharge.
"I don't need legs to fly," he said,
patting the healed stumps of his thighs.
"My Osprey runs on elbow grease."
The members of the discharge board
paused and looked at each other.
What he said was true.
The Osprey-class fighter jets
relied on hand controls,
and a sharp eye and iron nerve.
Fingers flicked through the stack
of discharge papers -- so many, many pages.
So many soldiers lost, never to fight again.
They could not afford to let slip even one
who might be retained, somehow,
to face the front line once more.
Far less could the war effort spare
one of its best pilots.
So they put Pilot Archer back on the roster,
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