Chapter 5
Andy wanted to leave the lantern with Sam. “You need something to keep back the night,” he reasoned. He hated the thought of leaving his lover alone in the dark, sitting in the midst of a field of the dead. An irrational part of him feared that when he returned, Sam would be nothing more than another lifeless shell cast on the ground, spent in battle.
But Sam shook his head and looked at Andy standing over him, unwilling to just walk away. “You need it. Your men will shoot you in the dark. I’ll be fine, Andy, really.” He pushed Andy’s knee in an effort to get him moving. “Take the lantern.”
He was right. Lovelace and Williams were so jumpy, they’d likely shoot first, then ask Andy’s name. What an ironic way to die—survive the battles only to be killed by his own men. Especia
