It explained a lot. It explained Allenby's words in the hangar, it explained why she'd been so quick to fly back in Trudy's face - and it explained beyond a shadow of a doubt why Allenby was wrong for a military. She would never be able to trust an officer if that was her formative experience.
"I joined the Marines when I was eighteen years old," Trudy said. She could sense that Allenby didn't want to get caught in talk about her past, and she'd been prying. This was a give-and-take game, she had to give a little. "I grew up with four brothers and we were dirt poor - every last one of them was a fuck-up despite everything mama and I could do because they had all the wrong people around them. I got the hell out of there fast as I could. First I joined just to pay for college, then before you know it Panama turned into a hot zone and I was on the other side of basic in combat." She shrugged. "I followed orders, or I died."
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"I joined the Marines when I was eighteen years old," Trudy said. She could sense that Allenby didn't want to get caught in talk about her past, and she'd been prying. This was a give-and-take game, she had to give a little. "I grew up with four brothers and we were dirt poor - every last one of them was a fuck-up despite everything mama and I could do because they had all the wrong people around them. I got the hell out of there fast as I could. First I joined just to pay for college, then before you know it Panama turned into a hot zone and I was on the other side of basic in combat." She shrugged. "I followed orders, or I died."