Tag Archives: Soldier. child

Three In Grief, But Only Two Cried

An event I attended as a London police officer.   The brown bark of an oak tree hid the intent, Of gunman, gun, and their shared contempt. A soldier home on leave had heard the gossip, Of his wife now … Continue reading

Posted in Author/Writer, Raconteur | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment