Nobody

Once upon a lifetime we can make a decision that changes the trajectory of our future. So it was on that fateful day in June, as a soldier, accompanied by his companions, struggled through the marshes, oblivious to his surroundings, focused only on putting one foot in front of the other. Their commander ordered a brief halt and sent the soldier to reconnoiter a mile west of the marshes and report back. The soldier wearily waded through knee deep water, peering into the mist for signs of the enemy. After half a mile, stopping to swat at a swarm of mosquito’s feeding on his flesh, he sensed the slight movement of a bush ten yards to his right. Pressing the butt of the rifle to his shoulder he inched slowly forward and parted the bush…