A Stranger in a Strange Land Part 6
We finished my New York experience drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes at his apartment. And before I knew it, the sun had come up and it was time for me pack my bag catch my train to DC.
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Back at Henderson Hall while checking in:
Staff Sergeant Pete: “ Good ya made it back.”
Me: “ Checking in Sarge.”
Staff Sergeant Pete: “How’s the Liberty? You look like shit by the way.”
Me: “Just got back from New York City – So I’m beat.”
Staff Sergeant Pete: “New York? I hear you can get just about anything there – drugs, twisted sex and shit like dat.”
Me: “I just went to visit my brother, Sarge.”
Staff Sergeant Pete: (looking at me dubiously) “Uhum.”
Me: “Really! We were just out late till four am and I’m exhausted.”
Staff Sergeant Pete: “Uhum. Well, take your “exhausted” sorry ass back to your crib and get some rest. I’ll see you bright and early at morning formation.”
Me: “You got it, Staff Sergeant Pete.”
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Back at my apartment, I collapsed on my bed without undressing as I reflected about the events over the weekend.
I worried about my young brother living there but watching him happily dance at the Club made feel he was gonna be ok.
I didn’t know if I could ever live there but something told me I had to go back.
And soon.
Because I had a hankering for another slice of Ray’s Pizza.
End of Part 6
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