Chapter 33

“Man, you’re not going to get anywhere with him,” Rodney said. “He’s already killed a couple of commie bastards himself, isn’t that right?”

“You’re a vet?” Phillip asked.

“I was in Korea.”

Carol wished the floor would open and swallow her. Watching the news for the last several months had been in exercise in pain. Her heart twisted with every fatality. She cried over the injustice of it all. She hated the war, and she wished it would end, but she never told Daniel her feelings. Not because she was afraid of his reaction, but because she respected him.

And she didn’t want him to think she planned to leave again.

“Man, lay off him,” Rodney said, waving his hand. “He’s not in the army anymore. He isn’t your enemy. May, why don’t you tell Carol your news?”

May wiped her lips with the corner of her napkin. “Do you remember Tad Johnson? Well, he’s organizing a massive protest in San Francisco, scheduled for the beginning of next year.”

“Oh?” Carol kept her voice neutral.