Holiday A Soldier Is Never Off Duty Novels & Stories

“Get in the car.” “Are you driving?” I ask suspiciously. He gives me awful vibes. I do not want to be alone with him. His frown spreads wider. “No. I’ll remain here on guard duty.” He sounds annoyed. I guess only some of the soldiers are allowed at the wedding. How does Asher decide who gets picked for special events and who stays behind to watch an empty house? Kostya adjusts his gun in its holster, and I spy the new bandages on his left hand. Looks like he still isn’t healed yet from whatever happened to him the other day.

So to avoid friendly fire, they decided to keep their distance. "Five more minutes until our duty ends. My wife never complains after every end of duty since she's always getting her brains fucked out by me when I go home," the partner excitedly said to the scout soldier. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" they heard the woman's holler and commented. "Another one for the road!" the scout soldier grinned. "Did you hear that?!" the partner said suddenly. "Of course, the woman came like a horse again!" the scout ranger satisfied at his eloquence.

For seven days, I didn't even bother to open the work group chat, so I missed all her passive-aggressive swipes at me. "Young people these days have such bad attitudes. They can't even handle the simplest tasks." When I showed up at the office after the holidays, acting as if nothing had happened, she lost it. At the morning meeting, she turned it into a full-blown interrogation and called me out by name, questioning, "Why didn't you answer my calls during the Thanksgiving holidays? I had work for you." I stared at her, looking genuinely confused. "You said it yourself that it was the holidays. That's my time off, so whether I answer the calls or not is my choice."