sat

to pieces. I guess you weren't the only one with a grudge, huh?" she said to Kendra.
Kendra sat still for a few measured seconds, then replied, "I guess so." She looked at Rob as Marta eased by him. Then she looked away.
Marta swung past Rob as she headed for the kitchen. Unseen by Kendra, she winked at him, a grin flashing for just a second and then gone. She hummed softly in the kitchen. "So, who wants eggs?"

Chapter 53
"The exquisite gut-wrenching beautiful painful joyful sorrow I feel when I look at the ways of my people makes me want to soar like an eagle, or kill myself, depending upon what day it is."
—Michael James

"Senior Sergeant Pacelli reports," Kendra said, with a sharp salute and a brisk snap to attention.
"Kendra," Naumann acknowledged with a nod. "Relax. Why so formal?"
"Well, Comman—uh, Colonel," she stammered slightly, "this is important, so I want to make sure it's done right."
"Very well. What can I help you with?"
"I want to resign," she said quickly, gulping.
"I see," he replied. "Well, ordinarily, I'd say 'no'