Judgment Call: December 24th – Scene 2

 Pascagoula Naval Station – Singing River Island, Mississippi – 11:30 Central Standard Time

The wind blasted Ronnie’s face as he lowered his blazer’s window for the gate guard. The gate guard remained in the guard house until Ronnie had the window all the way down and his arm extended. A grimace formed on the guard’s face as he stepped outside and took Ronnie’s ID card. He gave a perfunctory glance, slapped the card into Ronnie’s hand, and ran back inside, slamming the door behind him.

Ronnie tried to hold his breath as his left hand spun the window handle, but his chattering teeth prevented it. He had been to the Gulf Coast many times, but it had always been in the Summer. Maybe it got cold like this here all the time. If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make…