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The down pitch of the four jet engines woke Lola for the C-5’s descent. A bottle of water and a slightly stale turkey sandwich from an Air Force cooler helped wake her up. The hundred bucks in poker winnings in her pocket as she changed into her flight suit left her feeling positively cheerful despite not enough sleep lying on the hard deck.
By the time they hit the tarmac, they’d been in flight for fourteen hours with a midair refuelings over Greenland. Sleeping on a couple blankets over the steel decking left her stiff, and she did stretches along with the others to work out the kinks before strapping in for landing.
Frankly, she’d have preferred to curl up somewhere cozy with Tim, but there were things you didn’t do with a sergeant, like getting caught in a relationship when you w
