The Bug-Out was over, and  Potter's mind was on treating the injured leader of The North Korean soldiers, left behind as they withdrew.

"Enemy or no,  I'm a mite queasy about  sending a regular military man to a POW camp for the duration."

The officer nodded.

"You are kind to say that, Colonel. But the fighting continues quite well without me. Hmmph. In retrospect, I suppose I should have known for certain that you were coming back."

"How in the Sam Hill could you have known that?"

"Simple--You left your horseshoe behind. I knew you'd come back for it."