Ploegsteert, Belgium, December 25th 1914
The cold was seeping upwards, rising like a poisonous sap through his bones. Weeks of rain and now freezing cold. It was like God didn’t want this war.
Behind him, Lloyd was flapping his arms around to keep warm.
“So Lenny, are we playing or what?”
He shrugged.
They were only twenty yards away—Captain...
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