1. In The Cold, Dark Time
... for melting ice, or the red-hot destruction of rockets and bullets. In the daylight the sunlight toured the perimeters of his eyes like a firefight, but the night was the worst, for then they were the brightest and the strangest. I thought I should say something to him, but could never bring myself to utter a ... word because I was too lost in my misery and waiting for the change of day to night, night to day, and I was thinking of the children. Or I tell myself that now. My thoughts were mostly on me and how sad it was that a man ... children." "Ah," he said. "The children. Your job ...
- Word Count: 1820
- Approx Pages: 7
- Grade Level: High School