Chapter Nineteen
The train slowed at a station that was about the size of the one in Bent Creek. A number of men in white aprons stood by in front of a row of horses and wagons, presumably to transfer the patients to the nearby Marine hospital. Pairs of soldiers took out the patients, starting from the front of the passenger car, moving to the back. EJ watched through the window as men with assorted limbs missing were loaded onto wagons. When full of patients, the horses would pull the injured soldiers away to recuperation.
The soldier below her was carried out first, and as they lifted him from the bunk, she saw that his head was completely wrapped with bandages over his eyes. Would he ever see again? Who am I to complain? There was always someone who had it worse. Her time had come, an
