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I had just returned from the school building-site and was relaxing in my quarters with Danni. Suddenly there was a loud rapping on the door.
“Colonel Peterson, you’re wanted urgently in the op’s room!” Someone shouted.
“I’ll be right there!” I shouted back.
I turned to Danni and gave her a kiss. “No rest for the weary.”
She grinned. “Probably just a problem with some building supplies or something.”
I grimaced. “Remind me never to build anything in Africa again.”
The school was progressing nicely despite the fact that decent building materials were in short supply. Most had to be trucked-in from Kampala, costing more and putting us behind schedule.
I immediately noticed the stern expression on my father’s face as I entered the op’s room. Obviously, there was more going on than j
