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Kyle had to remember to come back from the dead more often. The perks were great.
Carla’s kisses and throttlehold by both of her arms around the back of his neck were almost as powerful as the full-body impact of her flying into his arms and driving him backward into the mud.
By the time he’d untangled himself from Carla, the battle was finished. The others filtered into the clearing until they stood staring at the submarines.
The worst of the storm had blown through and only the higher-elevation lightning, now rippled and rumbled benignly across the heavens. It lit the subs in successive flashes.
“I am so damn proud of you, guys.” He hugged the sopping wet Carla who was still clinging to his side. She hadn’t spoken yet, but she hadn’t let go either, so he wasn’t complaining.
“Tho
