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to a friend. Real enough to say my name.
The judge finally spoke. “Mr. Patterson,” he said carefully, “you said you tried to deliver this. Explain.”
James nodded without looking up. “I was evacuated out. Spent months in a hospital. Shrapnel in my leg, infection, then stateside treatment. By the time I got discharged, I was a mess. Nightmares, drinking,continue reading …
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