Chapter 4

Nothing lasts forever.Not love,not dreams,not life.The only things that may are this damn war and the ache inside where my heart once beat.

There was a large supply drop just north of our encampment,and I was chosen to lead a patrol to retrieve it.In the late afternoon sun,my men fanned out behind me,keeping to the trees and the dense underbrush,the only sounds the rustling leaves as if we were wind blowing through the forests.There had been reports of enemy activity in the area so we kept close to the ground,moving in small units of two or three men,keeping the talk amongst ourselves low and sparse.