It was still raining and a thunderstorm was raging over the battlefield. I guessed that it was the flashes of lightning and crashes of thunder that had roused me. For a while I was confused as to where I was. As the memories came slowly back I remembered that I had been dying. The chill of that t...
That damned dog must have smelt the French sentries and gave me no warning. Instead of helping out he had just slunk away. I was not even sure if he was still with me. I whispered his name out into the darkness. A few seconds later a familiar shadow flitted alongside. ‘You bastard,’ I hissed at h...