The Lead Soldiers

Formations of soldiers faced each other across the floor, taking cover in domino houses and bunkers of colored blocks. Yurik and Kazik lay by their soldiers. [ . . . ]

But Kazik had stopped playing and was listening to the stairs. “Christina’s coming.” He knew her steps. “She’s bringing lunch.” A blonde, trim girl of about eighteen entered the room…

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