Sergeant Stories

Sergeant First Class Helen Walters stood in front of the colonel’s desk, rigidly at attention and holding her perfect salute until the older man finally acknowledged her presence with a quick snap of his elbow. “Stand easy, Sergeant,” he barked.  “If you’ve got questions, hold them until after this inquiry.  I think these things go best when they go fast.  Wouldn’t you agree, Sergeant?” “Yes, Sir.” “I will not insult you...