Chapter 104 The Impracticable Choice

• The Impracticable Choice
• " Flora, you are serious? You are asking for a transfer?" Lieutenant Hernandez inquired, his voice low as he leaned across the mess table, the clinking of spoons and shanks dying into a tense hum among the men.
• Flora's aspect was bent , her tone strict over the pulsing beachfront of emotion that pigmented each judgment ." Yes, Hernandez. I can no longer stay then suffocating in the weight of long- held prospects. I want a fresh launch — a new place where I can eventually be relieve of all that has tortured me."