Eric Olafson, Midshipman (Vol 4)
Copyright© 2008 by Vanessa Ravencroft
Part 45: ERIC
Cotton slammed his fist on my chest and put his other arm around Har-Hi’s shoulder. “The Twelfth is really going to miss you two, but this was your last sortie with us.”
The commandant of the 12th Devastator fighter wing invited us to a fare well party, but Centron paged me. I had to report to the Captain himself. I wondered if I did something that required the Captain’s attention but could not think of anything. To my surprise Elfi was there in his office as well.
The Captain glared at me.
“I really did want to take you, Mr. Olafson. “ Captain Harris said. “However I don’t want to be accused of favoritism.”
“Sir?”
“Your team is number one by more than just a safe margin. It is nothing personal of course, but I picked someone else, and now things get even more complicated.”
“Sir if I can help you by stepping back from this, then I gladly do it. I don’t think I would really want to be at a formal ball and all this anyway.”
“You and I have little choice in this, Son. Your team mate here is a very important person. While we have and will ignore that fact, not only by regulations but also per orders, we cannot do so tonight.
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