See “The Mud of Artenay” Pt 1/3 See “The Mud of Artenay” Pt 2/3 A German turned toward him, ready to shoot, only to stagger back as the American shot him. He ran harder, hoping he’d be mistaken for a German by the other Germans. “Fuckin’ A!” he yelled, running faster toward the treeline. How … Continue reading »
The black SUV wound through the Colorado hills before turning down an unmarked road, a trail of dust rising in its wake under the clear sunshine. The road ascended through tight turns before leveling off as the tall craggy walls of rock widened abruptly onto a leveled area where a hundred vehicles sat dusty. The … Continue reading »
See “The Mud of Artenay” Pt 1/3 Lying on his back against this side of the wooden fence, he looked back at the road to see the soldier come back up the hill, seemingly looking in his direction. The soldier held his breath, squinting his eyes. He was afraid anything might give him away. After … Continue reading »
