Semper Mine (Chapter Nine: Sawyer, page 2 of 14)


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I say nothing, wanting to be a better sport about her mentoring than she is about mine. One week of this shit. I stab the thick yogurt with a spoon then begin emptying the other fixings into it, doubting anything is going to make this taste like the bacon I crave.

"Dig in!" she says.

Jenna alone seems interested in our breakfast and starts throwing everything into the yogurt. The other kids glance at their food and then at me.

"You've got ten minutes to eat," I say.

The kids take their cue and begin eating quickly.

Katya slides onto the bench beside me. "I planned all our meals."

"For the whole week?" I ask.

"Yeah. I hope you like hippy food." She smiles sweetly. There's a gleam in her eye that makes me think she's still pissed about me yelling at her to get out of the shower.

"Is there any real food this week?"

"This is real food. No preservatives or chemicals, refined sugar or flour or anything else artificial that'll kill you. Petr has been eating like this for the past four months, and look how healthy he is."

"Is there any fake food this week?" I grumble.

"Nope."

She's trying to break me. If there's one thing people don't fuck with, it's a Marine's food, especially when he's home for a few days from Iraq. Does she know that, or is eating hippy food really the way she is?

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