" get around here,” Twitchy adds, breaking the tension. “What about you, Frankie?” Shig asks, nudging me. Good ol’ Shig, he’s always the one to notice when someone’s being left out. “You gonna do it?” I try to laugh, but it comes out kind of strangled. “Already tried, remember?” I wanted to enlist right after Pearl Harbor, but they wouldn’t let me. 4-C. Enemy alien. Ineligible to fight for my own damn country. “They wouldn’t take me then, so why should they have me now?” I pick up a rock and hurl it as hard as I can into the darkening sky, hoping it’ll break on impact, hoping it’ll make a crater, hoping for something, but it lands "

― Traci Chee , We Are Not Free