"It took some getting used to the first couple of times. But let me tell you there is nothing worse than having a hat that you really really like and knowing you can only wear it for a few months out of the year."

He looked beyond Krem to the actual hat stand that sat near the door. A big puffy coat hung off of it along with one straw hat. A few other caps of differing dark colors hung there as well with holes cut into them and slits on the sides.

"Can't bare to cut up that one...anyway."

He knew he couldn't stay off in the brush forever. He was curious. Where did his limits lay with this soldier boy?