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THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Three, Chapter XXXVII

I woke up the morning after Christmas and eased out of bed. My wife made me believe she was still asleep, like she always did although any move on my part to depart the bed never failed to bring her back to life. I moved as silently as possible to get ready for the...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Three, Chapter XXVII

by James Strauss | 40 comments

I couldn’t sleep, but that was nothing new since the Nam. The doctors at the VA said that nobody could stay awake for days and nights on end but my time in the valley and then the nights and days after coming home had disproven that, not that my word about such things...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Three, Chapter XXIV

by James Strauss | 30 comments

I lay in bed, my body wanting to fall into a restful and restorative sleep, but my mind was having none of that. In closing my eyes, I wasn’t taken back into combat, which happened only rarely and never when I was so tired. No, it was Gularte’s words about a possible...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Three, Chapter XVIII

by James Strauss | 62 comments

I sat still inside the idling Bronco, my mind twisting and turning about the call that had come in and the mission Gularte and I had just finished, except we hadn’t finished it. The call was beyond strange, as Chiefs of Staff for presidents of the country were about...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Three, Chapter XVI

by James Strauss | 41 comments

Gularte was there when I arrived. Ideas about how to do what I now felt compelled to do circulated around my brain, my tiredness from having not slept well at National Airport or being able to settle down once I got back as if I had never been there. Gularte and I...