After the Fire

What’s war like?” I was often asked, though what they really meant was “What’s fighting like?” Only once was I asked what it was like to go through it and return. Only a woman would think about returning. I looked into her eyes, and said it was like cheating on a woman you had loved for a long time.You loved her, you enjoyed her; you didn’t want to live without her. But then you meet this red-hot, fast-moving flash of eroticism; and she’s like nothing you’ve known before. You embrace her whole-heartedly, you plunge deep into her. And then it’s … Continue reading After the Fire