The Children's War
Chapter One
"As the London divisions of the glorious troops of the Fatherland march proudly past the gauleiter's podium, they salute the Thousand Year Reich!" the announcer intoned pompously. "Following them, in impressive formation, are the noble soldiers of our great allies, the Red Army! Together our victorious armies will defeat the evil empire of capitalist gangsters across the Atlantic and claim our rightful place as the only superpower of the millennium!"
It was enough to make him get up and turn the television off. The room went dark, illuminated only by the thin strip of orange light that scattered off the night fog to find its way through the gap between the shade and the window frame. The ominous thump, thump, thump of a police helicopter flying low overhead rattled the thin glass of the windowpane. Neither of them took any notice of it.
Allison slumped onto the pillow on his bed and took a deep drag off the cigarette he had momentarily abandoned. "Did you go?" she asked, waving her hand at the television to indicate the parade that they had just seen on the news.
"Of course! You know me, always the patriot!" ... read full excerpt from: The Children's War ebook
