” He grabbed the kneeling man and drew him erect. And he was. I can barely bring myself to look at them. and of course it was dark.
No animals now; the stampede had stopped and there was only him — the gaspy sound of his breathing and the stifled moans of pain each time his knee bumped. He looked back at East Street, almost expecting to see the second Humvee materializing like a green-brown ghost, but as yet there was nothing. The generator brayed steadily, and above the granite slab that served as their welcome mat, the door stood open. 'It's still the other language up here.
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