My Stepmother Said I Disgraced The Uniform Until A Soldier Stood Up And Told The Truth

metacarpals healed slightly crooked because I had splinted them myself in a collapsing building and never had them properly reset. They ached in the cold the way old injuries ache, like a conversation the body refuses to finish.

Richard Callaway died of a heart attack eleven months later, at sixty-nine years old.

I learned about it from Harold Mitchell,continue reading …