Casualty of War

by Darrin Mossor

Move quietly. Stealthy like a fox. Slowly slide the barrel of my gun around the corner.
There's the enemy, back to me. Haven't been spotted.
Sight down the barrel. Close one eye. Exhale. Squeeze the trigger.
Perhaps sensing his fate, my enemy spins at the last moment.
THWACK goes the nerf dart on his forehead.
Copyright © - 1998. All Rights Reserved. Published with permission of the author.
Darrin Mossor
Last modified: Mon May 4 17:21:38 1998