Dulce et Decorum Est
A piece of Flash Fiction for Armistice Day, 11/11/1918. This was supposed to be the end of war, but if was really the start of a much worse type of war.
The short fiction of j hardy carroll
A piece of Flash Fiction for Armistice Day, 11/11/1918. This was supposed to be the end of war, but if was really the start of a much worse type of war.
The wife of Ambassador Kubisch led her guests into the foyer while the maid retrieved their coats. “I’m so glad you and the children could come tonight,” she told Mrs. Welch. “It doesn’t quite seem like Christmas without children.” Mrs. Welch gave an uneasy smile, pulled her daughter closer to her side. “Thanks for having…