And they didn’t have food enough to make it, now that their reserve had been destroyed.
Fennister growled something under his breath.
“What?” asked Major Grodski, rather surprised at his superior’s tone.
“I said: ‘Water, water, everywhere—’, that’s what I said.”
Major Grodski looked around him at the lush forest which surrounded the double-ply fence of the compound.
“Yeah,” he said. “‘Nor any drop to drink.’ But I wish one of those boards had shrunk—say, maybe, a couple hundred feet.”
“I’m going back to my quarters,” Fennister said. “I’ll be checking with the civilian personnel. Let me know the total damage, will you?”
The major nodded. “I’ll let you know, sir. Don’t expect good news.”
“I won’t,” said Colonel Fennister, as he turned.