The Pale Dance
The manifest listed forty-eight crates of preserved beef, each weighing exactly thirty-two pounds, a total of one thousand five hundred thirty-six pounds of sustenance destined for the men of the Third Battalion. I counted them twice in the dim light of the supply depot, my finger tracing the stenciled numbers on the wooden sides, my breath misting in the freezing air that seeped through the...
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