“Yeah. When we finally got up there, there wasn’t a leaf left on a tree. It looked like something from a science fiction movie. A few blackened sticks poking out of the ground. That’s all that was left of jungle that was as thick as this until that day. And Charlie was gone too. We got up there, and we were by ourselves. There were eleven bodies from their side up there. I’m sure there was a lot more dead than that, and they’d taken the bodies with them when they left.”
“You and Tal … you were okay, you weren’t wounded?”
“We were … okay. I took shrapnel in the hand. I didn’t think it was bad, but it was bad enough that I spent the rest of my tour in Saigon. And Tal …”
He was staring off into space again, and his face was contorted. Like it had been before. I knew this was something I couldn’t ask him about. But he told me anyway.
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