The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The shell hit the sandbag wall three feet from Thomas Vane’s head, sending a plume of red mud and chalk dust into the air that tasted of iron and old blood. "Move your arse, lad," Sergeant Miller barked, his voice a gravelly rasp that cut through the ringing in Thomas’s ears. "Or do you want to join the others in the dirt? They’re already cold." Thomas didn’t move immediately. He was nineteen,...

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