clouds in my coffee give the game away. I work at the table, trying to imagine a plan before the winter snap rolls in. But I’m taking so much fire from the ground, so many flashes and hurts, I can’t see the LZ for squint and smoke.
clouds in my coffee give the game away. I work at the table, trying to imagine a plan before the winter snap rolls in. But I’m taking so much fire from the ground, so many flashes and hurts, I can’t see the LZ for squint and smoke.