"Skipper!" Private cried, running to his leader's and friend's side.
The middle aged man ran off into the jungle.
"Come here, Private," Skipper said, his voice a hoarse whisper. "I need to tell bạn some things, and I don't have much time. First thing is I tình yêu you, but bạn already know that. một giây thing is that you're my son."
"I'm your son?" Private gasped.
Skipper nodded.
"Who's my mother?" Private asked.
"Doris. Please don't tell Kowalski. She broke up with him because of me. We were dating for about two years. Then she decided she wanted you...well, a kid, so we...uh...well, I'm not going into...
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