Still Breathing in the Trenches
The bread was bad. That was the first thing James noticed when he woke up in the barracks. It was gray and hard and smelled like something had died in it. He took a bite anyway because he was hungry and hungry makes you eat things you would not normally eat. The man next to him was snoring. Hans, he thought. The name came to him from somewhere, maybe from a conversation he had overheard two...
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