by Tanya Landman
What kind of a girl steals the clothes from a dead man’s back and runs off to join the army?
A desperate one, that’s who.
World been turned on its head by that big old war, and the army seemed like the safest place to be, until we was sent off to fight them Indians.
And then? Heck! When Death’s so close you can smell his breath, ain’t nothing makes you feel more alive.