Path of Grass Excerpt
One of the other nuns came to relieve me. I laid down for a few minutes and fell asleep. Sometime in the afternoon I woke up and went to check on the men. Most were sleeping. Franz wasn’t. He beckoned me to come near. “Yes?” I said. “I am lonely. I haven’t talked to anyone in ages.” So I sat down to listen to him. “Do you know how long this war has lasted? It isn’t over yet, either, I can tell you that. Have you ever hated anyone? In this army, we live on it. My father was murdered…