Some of the shells brought my heart into my mouth; lying there waiting for them was intolerable. I was sure I was going to be blown to pieces.
Toward the Flame: A War Diary (ed. 1968)
Some of the shells brought my heart into my mouth; lying there waiting for them was intolerable. I was sure I was going to be blown to pieces.
Toward the Flame: A War Diary (ed. 1968)