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"What the HELL is happening to ME?!"
It's the first words she's been able to say. The rest is a blur. Something about digging herself out of the ground and a fight. They obviously were waiting for her to emerge from the soil. They were not expecting a Green Beret's daughter in full frenzy. There's a familiar taste of hot, metallic blood in her mouth, and she's not sure it's hers.
And then there's this guy - who drove by and yelled for her to get in. She wasn't exactly in a position to question or argue. Besides, if this was another problem to handle, she was her father's daughter and she would, as God as her witness, handle it.
It's the first words she's been able to say. The rest is a blur. Something about digging herself out of the ground and a fight. They obviously were waiting for her to emerge from the soil. They were not expecting a Green Beret's daughter in full frenzy. There's a familiar taste of hot, metallic blood in her mouth, and she's not sure it's hers.
And then there's this guy - who drove by and yelled for her to get in. She wasn't exactly in a position to question or argue. Besides, if this was another problem to handle, she was her father's daughter and she would, as God as her witness, handle it.