Dear Reader- A bit more fiction today. Between light and dark, sun and shadow, there marched a serpent of twelve men, twinned rows of six, twenty-four sturdy boots moving with ease through the soft mud and lame grasses of an island hillside, sinking and moving, always the slight squelch into the muddy earth. The wind … Continue reading Henry – 1945
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