The short fiction of j hardy carroll
“Son, do you love your country?” It’s a hard question to answer. This is not due to my lack of patriotism, but because I’ve just taken a huge bite of blood-rare prime rib that is the Hunters’ Club Friday night special. My interlocutor is Major General Herford Hood, USMC (Retired), my perhaps-soon-to-be stepfather. I…
“Ready to rock and roll?” Clivers yelled. I could see his mustache through his kevlar face shield. “How confident are you the CI is good? You sure we have the right address this time?” “Lock and load!” He slammed the magazine into his MK18. He’d tricked the rifle out with so many gadgets and attachments…