Monthly Archives: August 2020

I woke at 7 am and padded into the shower. Hot water. Soap. Clean towel. Breakfast. Coffee. I heard a voice calling me. I knew it was the Colonel. And I was back to my foxhole. So, again, woke. It’s … Continue reading →

The silence is deafening. We were shelled last night. I could hear the pum-pum of guns and the blasts as they landed near. My ears bled from the pressure waves and even those blasts I couldn’t hear, I could feel … Continue reading →