It was a cold windy day. December 24, not that that mattered. This country didn't recognize Christmas.To them It's just another day. I was given my last meal, but I wasn't interested. I kept looking out the small window that showed the area where I'll be ...
Bernard Depomme
A well-written story of a woman being shot. Just enough detail to keep the story moving, and to show the malevolence of the sentence being carried out. A good, quick, read and worth the time.
