Little brass raindrops
“I’m hit mate.” Cuddles says, and I look round. He’s grinning, there’s a hole in his thigh that you could fit your thumb in. I gesture to the signaller, but he’s already on it. Chalky saw the muzzle flash and we send a blizzard of 7.62 millimetre rounds through the open window. Glass, wood and masonry fly. The tinkling sound the empty shell casings make as they bounce around our feet is actually quite pretty, like little brass raindrops. Passers by cower in doorways screaming. Cuddles tourniquets himself and joins in, still grinning at me. “I got fucking hit mate.” he laughs. Three men die and Cuddles gets a medal and a week off.
kyle mew 
That’s crazy. Really. Random luck or the opposite. Crazy.
12.04.14 at 14.29
he was one lucky fucker
12.04.14 at 14.32
Is he still around or did his luck run out?
12.04.14 at 14.38
he just retired a few months back – a sergeant-major with a string of medals you could sink a ship with – wife, four kids and two grandkids
12.04.14 at 14.42
Perfect song is playing as I read this… Brain Damage by Pink Floyd. “The lunatic is my head…”
12.04.01 at 20.58
o wow i love that – might add a link – nice one
12.04.01 at 21.03
Can’t beat serendipity
12.04.01 at 21.05
I like this Cuddles fellow. He sounds like the kind of person you’d want around.
12.04.01 at 18.44
hahaha – he was a psychopath – but he was our psychopath
12.04.01 at 18.46
Was? 0_0
12.04.01 at 18.53
not seen him for years
12.04.01 at 18.53
Awww. That’s too bad. 😦
12.04.01 at 18.56
in some ways – he was dangerous and always getting us into fights – he was brilliant at it tho – he once beat up this guy in a club and carried on dancing throughout
12.04.01 at 19.07
crazy.
12.04.01 at 17.12
yeah
12.04.01 at 17.12
Mmmm. I find I can relate to this one…
12.04.01 at 17.00
thank you so much – i’m glad
12.04.01 at 17.03
Oh Kyle…. : )
12.04.01 at 16.15
Oh Isabella…. : )
12.04.01 at 16.21