A harrowing, and all-too-authentic short story from Suzanne Burke’s forthcoming ‘Front-line Heroes’ anthology. I love your broken angel image, Soooz!
My latest work in progress is an anthology of stories dedicated to the bravery of men and woman worldwide. ALL those that silently and without fanfare hold down the Front Lines. ALL the front lines. On the streets of any town, anywhere, you’ll find them, The Policeman, Paramedics, Firefighters, Nurses and Doctors and all their support personnel. Those on the battle-fronts in foreign lands, and those on the battle-fronts of streets peopled with others that have slipped through the cracks and crevices of the world we now live in. The many brave souls that endure the lasting, life changing flashbacks, and battle each and every day with the nightmare that is Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
These are their stories.
PART 1. The Offer.
Jenny Thurston hung up the phone, then sat in her creaking office chair and gazed longingly up at the brief glimpse of…
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