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"
I
don
’
t
have
time
for
this
.
"
I
started
shoveling
the
rest
of
the
food
on
my
plate
into
my
mouth
.
He
slammed
a
palm
the
size
of
a
baseball
glove
down
on
the
table
.
Onion
soup
splashed
on
my
shirt
,
leaving
a
stain
where
the
lunch
lady
’
s
best
efforts
had
failed
.
I
didn
’
t
really
mind
.
No
matter
how
tough
the
stain
was
,
it
would
be
gone
by
tomorrow
,
and
I
wouldn
’
t
even
have
to
wash
it
.
"
Fourth
Company
grunts
not
worth
the
time
of
the
mighty
17th
,
that
it
?
"
I
realized
I
’
d
unwittingly
set
a
very
annoying
flag
.
This
loop
had
been
cursed
from
the
get
-
go
,
really
.
I
had
accidentally
killed
Ferrell
at
the
end
of
the
last
loop
,
and
that
had
thrown
everything
out
of
whack
this
time
around
.
From
where
I
was
,
it
hadn
’
t
even
been
five
hours
since
he
’
d
died
vomiting
blood
.
Of
course
I
’
d
been
KIA
too
,
but
that
was
to
be
expected
.
Ferrell
had
died
trying
to
protect
a
fucking
new
recruit
.
It
had
been
just
the
spur
my
migraine
needed
to
kick
into
a
gallop
.
I
’
d
planned
to
ease
my
mind
by
staring
at
Rita
the
way
I
always
did
,
but
my
foul
mood
must
have
been
more
obvious
than
I
realized
.
Clearly
,
it
was
bad
enough
to
trigger
something
that
hadn
’
t
happened
in
any
of
the
previous
loops
.
I
picked
up
my
tray
and
stood
.
The
man
’
s
body
was
a
wall
of
meat
blocking
my
way
.
People
started
to
gather
,
eager
for
a
fight
.
It
was
1148
.
If
I
lost
time
here
,
it
would
knock
off
my
whole
schedule
.
Just
because
I
had
all
the
time
in
the
world
didn
’
t
mean
I
had
time
to
waste
.
Every
hour
lost
meant
I
was
an
hour
weaker
,
and
it
would
catch
up
with
me
on
the
battlefield
.
"
You
runnin
’
,
chickenshit
?
"
His
voice
rang
through
the
cafeteria
.
Rita
turned
and
glared
at
me
.
It
was
obvious
she
had
just
realized
that
the
recruit
who
’
d
been
staring
at
her
during
PT
was
eating
in
the
same
cafeteria
.
Something
told
me
that
if
I
returned
her
gaze
,
she
’
d
help
me
the
way
she
’
d
helped
during
PT
-
the
way
she
’
d
helped
in
my
first
battle
.
Rita
wasn
’
t
the
type
who
could
turn
her
back
on
someone
in
trouble
.
Her
humanity
was
starting
to
show
through
.
I
wondered
what
her
play
would
be
.
Maybe
she
’
d
start
talking
about
green
tea
to
cool
this
guy
off
.
I
laughed
under
my
breath
at
the
thought
.
