Chapter 15
James stood outside his barracks that late August night staring at the cloudless sky and the full Grain moon pointing its heavenly spotlight onto the camp, the mountains casting their peak-and-valley shadows, the vast barrier more imposing in the obscurity. He felt fidgety, James, his nerve endings sparking like Independence Day firecrackers because he knew Sarah was close. He had to settle the raw giddiness he felt knowing his sweet, beautiful girl was there. He had to stay calm. He had to see this through.
Outside James’ barracks was deserted while other internees stayed inside. No one walked about or chatted, and those who worked past the gates had already come in, leaving an eerie quiet behind. James closed his eyes, praying as he had done so little since he was turned lon
