<h2 id="CH8"> chapter 8</h2>
<p>While the bombardment was knocking the trench
to pieces at Fossalta, he lay very flat and sweated
and prayed oh jesus christ get me out of here.
Dear jesus please get me out. Christ please please
please christ. If you’ll only keep me from getting
killed I’ll do anything you say. I believe in you
and I’ll tell everyone in the world that you are the
only thing that matters. Please please dear jesus.
The shelling moved further up the line. We went
to work on the trench and in the morning the sun
came up and the day was hot and muggy and cheerful
and quiet. The next night back at Mestre he did
not tell the girl he went upstairs with at the Villa
Rossa about Jesus. And he never told anybody.</p>
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