Chapter Thirteen
The rest of the week blew by. I was looking forward to Friday. I needed to get out and release some stress. The counselor, work, soldiers…they had all taken a toll on me. Every weekend, my good friend Kareem and a group of fellow soldiers went to Big City Club downtown. I wasn’t a real big club person. The only dancing I ever did was shouting in the church and the occasional two step with the choir. We nicknamed Big City “Big Ratchet” because the females let loose in the club. Show your thong contests, shake your ass contests, make your titties pop contests, and shots contests were just a few of the low-level entertainment I craved after a stressful week. My battle could sense that I was having a bad week. He came to my barracks room to help get me out of my funk. I was l
