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This is the third time, not the first, that Jenou has asked about that first killing Rio is vaguely aware that it has become important to Jenou that Rio remain Rio She understands that Jenou does not have the sort of hoet sentimental over, and that as a result Rio is home to Jenou So betrayal of inner doubts Jenou, who Rio would never have thought capable of any sort of reflection, has developed a sidelong, conteed orry And sometimes Rio looks for ways to reassure Jenou, but at this particular moment it is just too damned hot

“Doing my job,” Rio says with a hint of wry humor “Rio Richlin, Private, US Army, sir! Shootin’ Krauts, sir!” She executes a lazy salute

A truck rattles by, and a dozenthe lines of “Hey, sweetheart!” and “Oh baby!” and “Bring those tatas here to papa!”

Rio and Jenou ignore the catcalls as just another bit of background noise, like the coughing engine of a Sher toward the motor pool, or the insect buzz of the army spotter plane overhead

“Hey, I got a letter froe the subject and dispel her own lingering resentment

A dozen soldiers,in fros?”

Jenou raises ato look and hears a chorus of shouts and laughs, sory, most amused

“Well, dish, sweetie How is tall, dark, and handso?” Jenou asks

“He says he’s fine And he’s looking for a way to get here”

“Fro walk”

“I think he was hoping for a train Or a truck Or a plane”

“He’d fly his own plane over here if he really loved you”

Does he? Does he still? Airl he fell for?

Rio reaches blindly to give Jenou a shove “I don’t think the army just lets you borrow a B-17 whenever you want one”

“He could offer to pay for the gas”