“How did things go with de la Fesse yesterday?” asked Antoine Cent Eccent, who was busily arranging his…
“Private! Private!”
“Good afternoon, Ya,” greeted General Private General.
As always when shining his five stars, General Private General was thinking, If only they could see me…
A stunned silence engulfed the room. The president was aghast. The rest were ghast.
“The War Treaties are a country’s most cherished possession.”