They lied, you know,” said Cpl. Allan Richmond. He hugged the
wall next to Owens. Beside him, PFC Bucky Hatton crouched low, a
Browning 1911 semiautomatic gripped tightly in his hand.
“Who?” asked Bart, glad to be out of the wind and rain, even if it
was only for a short time.
“The assholes who said France was beautiful.
