Chapter 1
70 Words
Home Guard
(pic of small boy with cardboard box helmet and broomhandle rifle over shoulder marching)
Look duck and vanish
JC Adam
They try to get the boy but he’s wriggling away fast. Squirming, writhing, the fear inside him. He’s running now, towards the gate, always ajar just in case.
They have his body but not his mind.
They seek it out but never find…
The truck is coming. The truck is coming.
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