Capítulo 11: Chapter 11

“You think of everything.”

Ron smirked. “I try to.”

Once they’d settled themselves on a sturdy branch, Ron took Joe in his arms again and laid a big fat smooch on his lips. “I guess this is something else you wouldn’t be able to put in that article.”

“Ron and Joe up in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.”

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“Now, babe, ’cause you ate like a pig last night and this morning, we’ve run out of regular rations,” Ron said once they were back at the camp site and the topic of their evening meal had been raised. “But never fear, a soldier is always prepared.”

“Thought that was a Boy Scout?”

Ron rolled his eyes and produced a couple of items from his backpack. “Joe, meet an MRE.”

“Huh?”