I attempted to re-write the colonel from his perspective....HERE IT IS!
Yes I allowed it. They were in my house. They saw my family. Sat on my couch. She seemed distracted by the broken bottles and security bars but shortly after her attention was to the television. We had dinner, rack of lamb, good wine, green mangoes, salt, and mint cake. I asked them how they enjoyed the country. She was distracted again by the television. My wife took everything away. I then spoke to them about how difficult it had become to govern. Fernandez wouldn't shut up. I went to get the sack. I spilled them all over the table. Prettier than I remembered. I put on the usual act. Even dropped one in her water. I was tired of fooling around. They can go fuck themselves. I toasted the last of my wine. I wish every last one of them could hear it.