Were almost there, sir”, said the young uniformed driver. There was not much to say from the man in the back of the jeep. He was very quiet with and had aviator’s shades covering his eyes. Unlike the driver, the man in the back did not have on an army uniform or even look presentable or even dressed for the weather. Only a Hawaiian aloha print shirt and khaki slacks barely seemed to shield him from the cruel winter breeze. As they came upon their destination the driver reached over to give the man a green field jacket. ~excerpt from short story
"Outskirts Of Berlin, November 18, 1949,"
The Tuxedo Archives: Vol. 2009
, Article 14.
Available at: http://scholar.dominican.edu/tuxedolit/vol2009/iss1/14