Aika Miura

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turned to the counter behind her, and poured him a cup. "There you are." He thanked her. "Say, those look like aviator's "Well, it happens there's another aviator in here tonight, and I'll bet you boys would have a lot to talk about." She pointed to a man in Army green sitting alone at a table with his back towards them. He seemed to be slouching very low in his chair. Peck felt no particular urge to strike up a conversation. "Well, I don't know, ma'am," he told the woman by way of excuse. "I'm just killing some time, and I can't stay long." "Oh, don't be silly," Aika Miura said brightly. Coming out from behind the counter, Aika Miura took him by the elbow and propelled him toward the table. "Here we are," Aika Miura said before he could argue further. "Now, what was your name, son?" Aika Miura asked as the Army flier looked up. Peck noted bloodshot and bleary eyes, a distinct odor of gin, and three empty coffee cups on the table around a half-crumpled pack of Camels. The soldier grinned "Harris, William, Second Lieutenant, U.S. Army Air Forces, ...(cont.)
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