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Weekly Contest #363
June 6th, 1944, Omaha Beach, NormandyThe wind blew hair onto my face as I sat on the side of the boat, counting down the minutes till we reached the shore. The ocean seemed like it was never coming to an end, like the incessant war we've been fighting.“Asher?” Simon nudged me gently, and his eyes widened. He was always afraid of the sea, so I wasn't surprised he was turning green already. “All of the skippers are dropping them too far out; not many are going to make it!”“We’ll be fine; let me talk to our skipper.” My eyes darted frantically ...
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