“I can’t believe she left me.”
Klinger was sitting in a chair in the very center of the nurses’ tent. The ladies moving around him. They all cooed and clucked with sympathy.
“We were in love since grade school you know. Father Mulcahey married us right in Henry’s office. Do you know how hard it was to find a wedding dress in my size in Korea?”
“You looked beautiful too,” Bigelow said from behind Klinger. She was brush his hair.
“I’m sorry I missed it,” said nurse Able, who was on nails. She had arrived at the 4077 just two weeks after.
“What do you think?” Kellye asked holding up a dress she found from Bigelow’s closet.
Klinger considered it, but Bigelow but in. “No, no, he’s on the rebound. We need to sex him up a little more than that. Try the orange one with one sleeve. The color will look great with his complexion.”
“Oh, good idea,” Kellye replied.
“All done with nails,” Able said, standing up. She looked down at Klinger and surveying all the work they did. “You’re going to be the most beautiful man at the O club.”
“And I’ll have the most handsome women on my arm.” Klinger grinned.
They all bent down and gave him a peck on the check, before leaving the tent for him to dress.