Despite the nightmares, it was her mission that kept her even tempered and grounded.
By next morning, even before the sun fully rose over the horizon, Mary was marching along the sidewalk on her way to work.
Knowing the Russian Occupational Army fully backed her mission, the periodic nightmares could not deter her. The metal cleats of her boots cracked against the darkened sidewalk, affirming to her that she was on the right track.
In her smart
military clothes and army issued .45 in a holster attached to a broad
leather belt fastened around her waist, Mary felt no fear, no matter how
dark the morning, no matter how dark
were reasons to be alert in a darkened street. The city had not been fully
flushed of ruthless men
Now that she
was part of an army that defeated the enemy, she knew she was especially
threatened by men hiding in the shadows of the demolished city.
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