‘Archer, sir. Have you had time to think about my report?’
‘That’s one of the reason’s I’ve promoted you. You still care about your men, even though they’re dead. I agree, it was an act of the highest bravery. I’ve recommended that his name be forwarded for a VC, but the decision’s not mine.’
Number 3 ACCS, Brandhoek, Sunday, 5 August 1917
‘I’m so tired,’ Alex said and yawned as the sisters left the dining tent after breakfast. ‘Those guns didn’t stop all night.
‘You’re not the only one, Lex,’ Vicky said. ‘I couldn’t get to sleep for ages. At least they’ve stopped now.’
‘I can hear planes,’ Lucy said and searched the sky. ‘There they are. I think they’re Fritz.’ She pointed to four moving silhouettes approaching from the southern sky. The planes droned closer and dropped lower as they
