The CookA Chapter by Joshua Carl CruzThe cook was standing at the pick up window holding a plate of hot turkey in gravy sided with parsley, garlic, and scallion mashed potatoes au gratin when he saw the M249 light machine gun open fire toward the ceiling. The room pitched underneath his feet causing him to drop his 15 minute masterpiece on the tiled floor below, turkey and gravy and porcelain claiming dominion over his pants legs and feet. 100 rounds per minute gutted the plaster ceiling above him like an ugly cesarean. He had felt time slow down as his adrenaline kicked in and he began thinking rapidly. He hadn´t seen one of those since before his last deployment to Iraq. What it was doing here in the middle of America and not in the Middle East was for him mind boggling to say the least. The cook´s brain began to race as his heart caught up with the adrenaline now wrestling it´s way through his veins. His eyelids fluttered from it's punch and he stood stock still, awaiting the next report from the muzzle of that fully automatic, killing machine. © 2017 Joshua Carl CruzFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on August 7, 2015 Last Updated on August 3, 2017 AuthorJoshua Carl CruzMexico City, D.F., MexicoAboutI've been working at figuring out what writing means to me. So far, it means just that, writing. A lot of it. more..Writing
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