“My Sister Humiliated Me at a Family BBQ — Then Her Navy SEAL Husband Recognized My Call Sign”

like she’d just found her favorite target at a shooting range.

“So what is it you do again, Monica? You just teach flight sims now, right?” she called out, her voice pitched loud enough to carry over the music and ensure everyone within a hundred feet could hear.

I looked up slowly, keeping my expression neutral. “No,” I said evenly. “I fly.”

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