At The Canterbury Defense Academy
The Commandant's question was as though he was asking his friends and Gerald began with apologies, “We apologize, Lt. Colonel for not returning to school as we promised.”
“Why?” He asked with concern.
“We were sick and the Head of State took us to the hospital and insisted that we must return with our food.”
The Commandant's eyes widened in astonishment. He looked at them again and asked, “Were you the boys at the Headquarters' gate?”
“Yes, Commandant,” Gerald answered shyly.
The Commandant was astounded and he looked into their eyes and asked, “How are you?”
“We are fine, Commandant.”
“I'm delighted to hear that. What are your names?”
“My name is Gerald Dickson and my brother's name is Samuel Dickson.”
“I see. I'm glad to have you back, Gerald
