“Prophet and Bull Durham are out in the woods now, cutting down a tree bigger than a telephone pole. It will take six of us to bring it in.”
I feel friendly enough to try a confession.
“Peacock, I'm so goddamn scared you wouldn't believe it.”
“Bullshit. How can you think I wouldn't believe it? And what makes you think I ain't just as scared?”
“You've been here for eight months …. “
“Goddamn, man, this is a war! You've already seen one guy get killed. It happens, plain fuckin’ happens. Anybody who ain't scared belongs here forever. And there are some—but you'll know those kind right away. Gung-ho fuckers, think they can't get it, or want a Heart worse than anything. Nobody in our squad is like that, but there's some in the company. Three Squad, they're crazy. Us guys are all the same,
