A story about confronting identity, trust, betrayal, and survival.
Someone was calling his name.
The boy stopped wriggling.
His mother. No. She was supposed to be running in the other direction, decoying the Soldiers of God away from him. The boy’s father was the one who was supposed to circle back, and he wouldn’t do so unless the woods were clear.
The boy edged up to the knothole. He blinked against the light. And the distinctive crack of a Sako TRG-21 sniper rifle shattered the glassy stillness of the April morning
- Ages: 11 - 14
- Grades: 6 - 9
- Pages: 168