I Am Just Junco Omnibus: Clutch / Fledge / Flight (I Am Just Junco, #1-3)

by J.A. Huss

I look up and smile. "Fuck you, Isten. I don't know why you're mad, I didn't do anything to you. Nothing." He comes over and kneels down next to me, automatically picking up pieces of my rifle and helping me put it back together. "Yeah, actually you did, Junco. You went and wasted three fucking weeks messing around with Tier when we could have been training together."

"You gotta wonder, right? Why didn't they?" And then he gets up and walks out of the tent. Leaving me there alone.