None of the soldiers can pronounce his real name and few care to try. But an MP called MacMurphey nicknames him Triage because he often hangs around the MASH tent when the wounded are brought in. Triage is curious and hungry, and not just for food.
War may be raging in the jungle but men still have needs. What happens when Triage ambushes MacMurphey to fulfil those needs?
Note: This story appears in the author's anthology, Flashed!