Gerard Bryar: A Short Story

“Who ever said you would be my First Mate?” he mumbled. “Please?” you went on. He sighed.

“The name’s Jack. What’s your name?” “Kaylee.” I tell him, shaking his hand. “Oh you’re one of the interpreters, uh?”

Ralph waved again for silence. ‘Jack’s in charge of the choir. They can be – what do you want them to be?’ ‘Hunters.’ Jack and Ralph smiled at each other with shy liking.

Well, well Big Zach Taylor and Big Jake he said holding out his hand. You look well and so does Big Jake. Come with me I have someone I want you meet. I followed Adam back into his workshop and was introduced to the fellow sitting near his bench. Big Zach meet Samuel Colt he said.

Lt. Owen's mortar section had little to no experience on the weapon systems that they were working with. He trained them from darkness to darkness with consistent drills in different types of situations. Lt. Owen also admits that despite excess training before the war, their first battles were "far-from-perfect exercises." This made me realize that not only does an officer have to be adept at his duties, but he needs to motivate and instill to his soldiers the same level of proficiency, regardless of peace or war time. Also utilizing complacent time as a means to further train such as when they were at sea.

At last Marius recovered and asked, “How do you know me? ” he said bewildered,”You speak as if you have met me before,.” he said,

I said happy that I wasn’t going somewhere bad. We ride along in the bus and we say nothing. I break the silence and say, “ What is your name?”. “Tyler”, he said. “What is your name?”

     "Ah, here we are! " I say with fake enthusiasm. The park has a play from time to time. Today 's play, Shakespeare 's Romeo and Juliet. It 's very cliche, but anything to see Jesse.

“Walter. Walter’s my name.” He finally stammered out, beginning to gain his confidence. “Oh, what a nice, strong name.

Hello." Is all I can slip out of my mouth. "Salutations Kevin, I hope you have brought your appetite." Edd says in a welcoming voice, yet his eyes reflect his inner nervousness. "I did, I can 't wait to finally meet your parents."

" Hello?" I tentatively imply, hoping that whatever he had to say isn't that serious. "Greetings, Lantern Rayner. " the squid-like alien cordially greets.

I was ready as I will ever be. Me and my friends, Allison and Matthias met up at the bakery before we left. “Are you guys excited?” I ask

“Yeah, it sure sounded like it on the phone last night too. But at least you didn’t have to sit in a car with your mom for a half hour talking about Trevor.” Haze’s eyes widen. “Wait. Trevor Woods?!”

The drill sergeants would give everyone a pep talk beforehand and would mockingly as “You a tough guy right? Yeah you’re a tough guy, don’t worry. Sure right you’re tough.” Only to watch them burst into tears the second they heard their mother’s voice. No matter how strong or brave you seem, when you are away from home that long and you can hear familiar voices of your mom and younger siblings it makes you cry.

From the moment you step foot into basic training to the moment you