Latest: The Journey of St. Laurent, Chapter 39

Chapter 39: The Fallen

The camp had gone from Swiss army to Swiss cheese all in one fell swoop. The thick black smoke of burning plastic and other synthetics tapered off. The fires burned hot and fast, but there wasn’t a lot of flammables in the tents, so they burned themselves out pretty quick. Noticeably still raging were a a couple of cars and an RV.

I noticed a pink diaper bag tossed aside the main aisle where we walked. The thought of an infant suffering in the attack made me sick to my stomach.

Two men threw their supplies in the the back of a pickup truck. An SUV nearly ran us over on its way to the gate. A woman with [...]