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2024-10-29 19:42:56The officers had given them a break that rainy day because the weather was too dreadful to get much done, and Will was hoping to write a couple of letters himself while he had a chance. But just as he was entering the tent he shared with two other soldiers, he heard the buglers blowing. Time to drill—again.
He made his way through the muddy lanes between the tents. The rain hadn’t exactly stopped, but it had lessened. He was able to use his own rifle as his weapon, the same one he had used to kill some of the raiders the night his brother had died, so he was extremely comfortable with the piece in his hands. He took his place in line between a couple of other Barton County boys, Frank Glen and the newlywed Skeet Cooper. They were not supposed to talk during drill, but Will could see that Skeet had a letter sticking out of his pocket. Frank was so busy peeking over Will to get a better look at it that he almost dropped his weapon a couple of times. Finally, Will co
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