Chapter 292: Tell me what you need. I'll see it through.

The banquet table throbbed with heat and cheers. People kept coming over to toast the Regimental Commander. One after another, they spoke of the bright future they wished for him. But the more they talked, the more the tears fell. Some threw their arms around him and sobbed, and no one could pry them loose. Christopher held his tears back, clinking glasses as he went, soothing them with a rough laugh. "What are you crying for? Put away that cat piss. I'm getting reassigned, not buried." "No banquet...