The Past Few Hours Came Flooding Back To Me. I remembered gasping for air, inhaling the most painful breath of my life. I recalled running to the street, seeing bodies everywhere, and the horrible, glassy stare of that little boy ... I heard a distant roar overhead: Assad's warplanes were approaching. I craned my neck towards the sky, watching for them and waiting for the sound of bombs. Was this really happening? I looked in all directions, surveying the ruins of my neighborhood, searching for something, anything that would help me make sense of it. Alm Dar was shouting to get my attention. I listened and stared but did not reply. I just couldn't process what was happening. He slapped me across the face. "Are they trying to invade?" I asked dumbly, "Yes!", "From where?" "Everywhere! We need everyone at the front lines. Can you fight?" "Yes.", In truth, I had never fought before. Book jacket.
Publication Date: 01-Aug-2018
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing Plc