"Come Watson, the game is afoot," Staff Sergeant Amanda Pliggle said in her high-pitched baby doll voice. It wasn't always her voice. She had an accident at three that left her with a single vocal cord stretched tight as a violin string. She stuffed her blouse inside her slacks and smoothed her hair into place just like her mentor, Colonel Sproige, taught her after each of their nooners. She liked the routine and reinstituted it when she was reassigned.
"You and your foot fetish. You know I ha...
Published on January 10, 2010 07:02