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"
Rita
.
Rita
Vrataski
.
"
"
I
guess
I
should
start
with
‘
Nice
to
meet
you
.
’
"
"
Why
are
you
smiling
?
"
"
I
dunno
.
Just
happy
,
I
guess
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
’
re
an
odd
one
.
"
Rita
’
s
face
softened
.
"
Let
’
s
make
a
break
for
it
.
"
My
eyes
glanced
over
her
shoulder
.
"
My
two
o
’
clock
.
You
ready
?
"
Rita
and
I
sprinted
away
,
leaving
the
men
on
the
field
scratching
their
heads
.
We
slipped
past
the
chain
link
fence
bordering
the
training
grounds
.
The
breeze
blowing
off
the
sea
was
cool
against
our
skin
.
For
a
while
we
ran
for
running
’
s
sake
.
The
coastline
lay
far
off
to
our
left
,
cobalt
-
blue
waters
spreading
beyond
the
meaningless
barricade
of
barbed
wire
that
lined
the
beach
.
The
ocean
still
blue
because
we
had
fought
to
keep
it
that
way
.
A
patrol
boat
cutting
a
course
parallel
to
our
own
trailed
a
white
wake
along
the
sharp
line
that
divided
sea
and
sky
.
The
deep
shouts
of
the
soldiers
faded
.
The
only
sounds
were
the
roar
of
the
sea
,
the
faraway
shuffling
noises
of
military
boots
on
concrete
,
my
too
-
loud
pounding
heart
,
and
the
sigh
of
Rita
’
s
breath
.
I
came
to
an
abrupt
halt
and
stood
dumbly
,
just
as
I
had
before
we
started
running
.
Rita
couldn
’
t
cut
her
speed
in
time
and
came
crashing
into
me
.
Another
OS
slip
-
up
.
I
took
a
few
awkward
steps
.
Rita
stumbled
as
she
regained
her
balance
.
We
held
on
to
each
other
to
keep
from
falling
.
My
arm
was
wrapped
around
Rita
’
s
body
and
hers
around
mine
.
The
impact
risked
breaking
any
number
of
regulations
.
Her
toned
flesh
pressed
against
me
like
reactive
armor
.
A
pleasant
scent
assaulted
my
senses
.
Without
my
Jacket
,
I
was
defenseless
against
any
stray
chemicals
that
chanced
into
the
air
.
