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Jun 18, 2012 · Private Peaceful. by. Michael Morpurgo. Publication date. 2004. Topics. Academic Literacy, Reading Level-Grade 7, Reading Level-Grade 8, Reading Level-Grade 9, Reading Level-Grade 10, Reading Level-Grade 11, Reading Level-Grade 12. Publisher. Scholastic Press.
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- TWENTY TO ELEVEN
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- TEN TO MIDNIGHT
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- NEARLY FIVE TO ONE
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- ONE MINUTE TO SIX
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They’ve gone now, and I’m alone at last. I have the whole night ahead of me, and I won’t waste a single moment of it. I shan’t sleep it away. I won’t dream it away either. I mustn’t, because every moment of it will be far too precious. I want to try to remember everything, just as it was, just as it happened. I’ve had nearly eighteen years of ...
Big Joe doesn’t have to go to school and I don’t think that’s fair at all. He’s much older than me. He’s even older than Charlie and he’s never been to school. He stays at home with Mother, and sits up in his tree singing Oranges and Lemons, and laughing. Big Joe is always happy, always laughing. I wish I could be happy like him. I wish I cou...
open my eyes and see a dead crow hanging from the fence, his beak open. Was he shot, shot in mid-scream, as he began to sing, his raucous tune scarcely begun? He sways, his feathers still catching the wind even in death, his family and friends cawing in their grief and anger from the high elm trees above us. I am not sorry for him. It could be ...
Mother helped me to do it in the end, so that father’s gloves lay there on top of his, palms uppermost, thumbs touching. I felt those hands willing me not to do it, willing me to think again, not to take the eggs, not to take what was not mine. So I didn't do it. Instead I watched them grow, saw the first scrawny skeletal stirrings, the nest of ...
I can't wink with one eye, not yet. Charlie always thinks that's very funny. Then I see Mr Munnings standing on the school steps cracking his knuckles in the suddenly silent school yard. He has tufty cheeks and a big belly under his waistcoat. He has a gold watch open in his hand. It's his eyes that are frightening and I know they are searching ...
My bootlaces are undone. I can't tie laces. Charlie can, but he's not here. I hear Mr Munnings' thunderous voice next door calling the roll and I am so glad we have Miss McAllister. She may speak with a strange accent, but at least she smiles, and at least she's not Mr Munnings. "Thomas," she tells me, "you will be sitting there, next to Molly....
Then she looks up at me at last and smiles. It's all I need. Suddenly I no longer want to run home. I want to stay here with Molly. I know I have a friend. In playtime, in the school yard, I want to go over and talk to her, but I can't because she's always surrounded by a gaggle of giggling girls. They keep looking at me over their shoulders a...
hardly needed to be told. There were badger holes and fox holes to peer into, deer prints to follow perhaps, flowers to pick, or butterflies to chase. But that morning I found a mouse, dead mouse. I buried it under a pile of leaves. I was making wooden cross for it. Father was chopping away rhythmically nearby, grunting and groaning at every s...
He is on his back, his face turned away from me as if he doesn't want me to see. One arm is outstretched towards me, his glove fallen off, his finger pointing at me. There is blood coming from his nose, dropping on the leaves. His eyes are open, but I know at once they are not seeing me. He is not breathing. When I shout at him, when I shake h...
The swallow sits perched on a rafter high above the coffin. It lifts off and swoops up and down the aisle until at last it finds the open door and is gone. And I know that Father is happy now in his next life. Big Joe laughs out loud and Mother takes his hand in hers. Charlie catches my eye. At that moment all four of us are thinking the very ...
Afterwards we all gather round the grave and Father's lowered down, and the vicar won't stop talking. I want Father to hear the birds for the last time before the earth closes in on top of him and he has nothing left but silence. Father loves larks, loves watching them rising, rising so high you can only see their song. I look up hoping for a la...
don't want to eat. Stew, potatoes and biscuits. I usually like stew, but I've no appetite for it. I nibble at a biscuit, but I don't want that either. Not now. It's a good thing Grandma Wolf is not here. She always hated us leaving food on our plates. "Waste not, want not," she’d say. I'm wasting this, Wolfwoman, whether you like it or not. *...
Big Joe took them out of the bag and popped them into his mouth, savouring everyone of them. And when we laughed, he laughed too and offered us one each. But Charlie said they were especially for him, a present. I thought Big Joe might get ill after that, but he never did. Mother told us when we were older that Big Joe had nearly died just a few...
She was so angry with us I thought she'd burst. She put a finger in Big Joe's mouth, scooped out what was still in there and made him wash it out. Then she made Charlie and me eat one rabbit dropping each so that we'd know what it was like. "Horrible, isn't it?" she said. "Horrible food for horrible children. Don't you treat Big Joe like that ...
One evening Charlie and Big Joe and I were coming back home up the lane. We'd been fishing for brown trout in the brook. Big Joe had caught three, tickled them to sleep in the shallows and then scooped them out on to the bank before they knew what had happened. He was clever like that. It was almost as if he knew what the fish were thinking. H...
We ran for it all the way home. Whenever anyone farts or blows raspberries I always think of that meeting in the lane, of how Big Joe always laughs at rude noises, laughs like he'll never stop. I think too of the menacing look in the Colonel's eye and the crack of his whip, and how Big Joe blowing raspberries at him that evening may well have cha...
Whenever we went up to put flowers on Father's grave, Big Joe would go off on his own, hunting for more creatures to add to his collection; that's when he wasn't just standing there gazing up at the tower and singing Oranges and Lemons at the top of his voice and watching the swifts screaming around the church tower. Nothing seemed to make him hap...
Then he puts the boot in, hard. I curl up in a ball like a hedgehog to protect myself, but it doesn't seem to do me much good. He just goes on kicking me on my back, on my legs, anywhere he can. When he finally stops I wonder why. I look up to see Charlie grabbing him round the neck and pulling him to the ground. They're rolling over and over, ...
She's dabbing me very gently, very carefully so as not to hurt me. Then all of a sudden she says: "I like Big Joe. He's kind. I like people who are kind." Molly likes Big Joe. Now I know for sure that I will love her till the day I die. After a while Charlie came out into the school yard hitching up his trousers and grinning in the sunshine. ...
She seemed to want to be with us all the time. We didn't discover the reason for this until a lot later. I remember Mother used to brush Molly's hair. She loved doing it and we loved watching. Mother. I think of her so often. And when I think of her I think of high hedges and deep lanes and our walks down to the river together in the evenin...
She'd sing to Charlie and me as well, more out of habit, I think. But we loved it, loved the sound of her voice. Her voice was the music of our childhood. After Father died the music stopped. There was a stillness and a quietness in Mother now, and a sadness about the house. I had my terrible secret, a secret I could scarcely ever put out of my...
Mother seemed at once to know who it was. She took time to gather herself, smoothing down her apron and arranging her hair before she opened the door. It was the Colonel. "I wanted a word, Mrs Peaceful,” he said. "I think you know what I've come for.” Mother told us to finish our tea, closed the door and went out into the garden with him. Char...
"Well," the Colonel went on, "as it happens there's a position up at the house that might suit you. My wife's lady's maid has just given notice. As you know my wife is not a well woman. These days she spends most of her life in a wheelchair. She needs constant care and attention seven days a week." "But I have my children," Mother protested. "...
When Big Joe saw Mother he ran and knelt down beside her, hugging and rocking her gently in his arms, singing Oranges and Lemons until she began to smile through her tears and join in. Then we were all singing together, and loudly in our defiance so that the Colonel could not help but hear us. Later, after Molly had gone home, Charlie and I sat in ...
But between ourselves Charlie and I had never called her either Great Aunt or Grandma. We had our own name for her. When we were younger Mother had often read us Little Red Riding Hood. There was a picture in it Charlie and I knew well, of the wolf in bed pretending to be Little Red Riding Hood's grandma. She had a black bonnet on her head, lik...
From the day Grandma Wolf moved in, our whole world changed. Mother would go to work up at the Big House at dawn, before we went off to school, and she still wouldn't be back when we got home for our tea. Instead Grandma Wolf would be there, at the door of what seemed to us now to be her lair. And Big Joe, who she wouldn't allow to go off on his...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
With that volley a part of me has died with him. I turn back to go to the solitude of my hay barn, and I find I am far from alone in my grieving. All over the camp I see them standing to attention outside their tents. And the birds are singing. * * * * am not alone that afternoon either when I go to Walker Camp to collect his belongings, and to ...
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