I wished our barrack was able to mingle with Gordie’s. I longed for someone different to talk to, especially since all the fellows in my barrack talked endlessly about their sweethearts. Talking about Chidori only made me more downhearted, so I preferred to keep my thoughts about her private. I often wondered if she still wore her charm bracelet and her engagement ring. If I were to get out alive and make it all the way back home only to find out Chidori was sweet on some other bloke, it would literally kill me.
‘An extra slice of black bread for whoever guesses closest to the time that Pierce wakes up from his nightmare shrieking,’ Matt hollered.
I lowered my book and watched as they placed their bets. ‘I want quarter past one,’ I said.
‘You can’t bet on yourself.’
‘Why not? It’s not as if I can control it.’
Matt contemplated for a second, then nodded to agree. ‘All right. Quarter past one for Hayden.’
‘Couldn’t we wager something better than a slice of black bread that tastes like sawdust?’
‘We would if we had anything better.’