"We killed 'em all."
Suddenly David let out a scream and the scream, echoing off the spotless tile walls, pierced Edwards to his heart. His eyes clenched tight, the boy was fighting valiantly for control. Blood began oozing from the new patch of raw skin on his chest and Edwards could see the tears rolling down his burnt cheeks.
" Where you from, Doc?" the cab driver asked.
" Japan. "
" Oh," the cabbie said pulling away from the curb. "though so, saw the Fuji patch on your sleeve. Nice place, huh? "
" No." Edwards said.
" I heard that Japan was paradise. "
" I work in a burn unit. "
" Oh, get many burns over there? "
" There's a war on. Remember? "
" You mean, you get these guys in Japan? "
" Yeah," Edwards said, "We get those guys. "
"Major, Major?"
Edwards opened his eyes. It was the ward master. David was still there, sobbing.
"Excuse me, sir. Those flights back from the States are tough. I'm sure you haven't caught up with the time change. Why don't you take a sleeping pill and get some rest."
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