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All her life she'd had little interest in the workings of boys' minds, which she imagined only as a set of flimsy pinwheels turning in the direction of obvious things.

Everyone fights an American war.

Her anger at the young woman's stubbornness quickly prompted recollections of all the times she'd found herself on one side or another of these meaningless, bigoted demarcations; all the times she'd been made to feel alien to some stranger's expectation of what constituted the right and normal world---the color of her skin, the ethnicity of the man she'd chosen to marry, even her tomboy daughter.

I am back home by a riverbank and I am happy and I still lover her. My secret is that I still love her. This isn't a story about war. It's about ruin.

Rage wrapped itself around her like a tourniquet, keeping her alive even as it condemned a part of her to atrophy.

Sarat smiled at the thought. "You couldn't just let us kill ourselves in peace, could you?" "Come now," said Yousef. "Everyone fights an American war.

She held the woman's hand but the hand was now simply weight. She listened as the men returned north toward the gate from which they'd first entered. They passed close to her tent. It seemed an endless procession, thousands strong. She imagined them not as men, not even as human, but as a dark, daylong season: a primal winter.

She wondered if all boys were like this, their meanness a self defense.

The sun broke through a pilgrimage of clouds and cast its unblinking eye upon the Mississippi Sea.

This isn't a story about war. It's about ruin.