I think that’s one of the prompts where I am supposed to say, “No, I don’t mope -never,” and it would be such a lie, because I do and I am good at it. Not just good, I need it and there is nothing wrong with it -at least not in my books.
Tag: <span>Fighting</span>
THE WAR WAS GOING ON…
Men were fighting. Women were carrying food to soldiers day and night, nursing the injured. In the village, only old people and children remained.