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they will tell stories.”
“I’m not sure I can promise that,” she said with a laugh. “Come on.”
“Well, being the youngest, they protected me all my life, but the price was very high. They’d always be there for me, but they’d never let me forget a single slip or embarrassing moment. I’m thirty-three and I’m still hearing about the night I got caught making out at my girlfriend’s house. By her mom and dad.”
She looked a little nonplussed. “That’s not exactly original. Everyone’s been caught kissing.”
“Her sweater was in my hand and her bra was draped over the lampshade. They came home early....”
She laughed happily. “More,” she demanded.
“I peed on the side of a highway patrolman’s car.”
“Awww, well, little boys sometimes have lapses in judgment like that.”
“I was twenty-five. And had been out with my brothers. I blame them.”
“It sounds like they taught you everything you know. I was wondering about when you were much younger.”
“It’s not good stuff. I was the last one to give up a binky, the slowest to potty train, was lost several times—once requiring police intervention—and my mother thought I’d be taking my blanket with me to football camp. It suggests I liked being the baby. I didn’t pay attention in school until my football and basketball careers were on the line, which started in junior high. But I was always very nice.”
“What do you mean by that? Nice?”
“As my mother said, I knew where to butter my bread. Luke said I was a little con artist, Colin called me the family phony, Sean said I was an ass kisser, but Aiden always liked me and found me sincere. Aiden was the only one who was wrong. I was definitely a kiss ass.”
This made her laugh and, since he liked the sound, he went on. “By the time I was ten, Luke had enlisted. When I was twelve, Colin went in, both of them Army warrant officers who flew helicopters. When I was fourteen Sean had an Air Force Academy slot with a pipeline to a flying job—you can only get jets if you go to an Academy these days, you can’t enlist and sign up for flight school. Then Aiden headed for college on a Navy scholarship—he’s a doctor. It was down to me. In my mind, the only choice left was deciding which branch of the military I’d join. I got an appointment to the Naval Academy. I went to the same senator Sean had gotten his recommendation from—you can’t get into an Academy without serious political juice.”
She sat back on his sofa, shock on her face. She took a drink of her Sam Adams and then continued to stare.
“What?” he asked.
“How’d you do in the Academy?” She wanted to know.
“I did fine.”
“How fine?”
“Well. I did well. I graduated second in the class. Got a couple of awards.”
“And flight school?”
He narrowed his eyes. First in his class. Every class. “Well,” he said.
“You little pisser, teasing me about my nubile brain. You were an overachiever.”
“Who spent about four years in diapers…”
“With a binky in your mouth. There isn’t a single prescription for brainiacs, except it sounds like growing up with four older brothers might have put you in want of a brotherhood and the Academy. Flight school and a military career would fit right into your pattern. And apparently you were a lot more social than I was.”
“Do you know everything?”
“I read.”
“I read, too. But not about stuff like that.”
“I know. You’re reading weapons systems, math, aerospace, combat strategy, et cetera. I’m a science major who loves psychology. My degrees are in biology and chemistry with a minor in psych. I’m kind of drawn to the study of genetics, statistics, environmental science, DNA studies, that sort of thing.” She shrugged and said, “That’s how I relax. Reading that stuff.”
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