5
The hotel’s cheap alarm clock blared inches away from
my head. I jumped out of bed in an absolute panic. It
sounded like the room had been invaded by an eighties
metal band.
Bug-eyed and frantic, I saw my dad standing in the
bathroom doorway already dressed and ready to go.
“Nothing like a little Guns N’ Roses to get the adrenaline
pumping,” he shouted over the deafening radio.
“Come on, Dad! It’s 5:00 a.m. You said we could sleep
until seven. Are you kidding with that alarm?” I protested.
“Sorry, Jake,” he said. “A good soldier has to adapt to
Chapter 1
Wake Up!
1,2 4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,...28