Let me start by saying this is definitely not my normal genre of book. Written by a former soldier serving in Iraq. Firstly, there was the language issue - which I understand given the context. The story is sad, moving, thought-provoking. Life, death, forgiveness, survival and purpose. The effect of war not only on the parties taking part but on their families, as well as life after returning home. Deep subjects. Well written.
Two soldiers become friends and fight side by side until one suffers battle fatigue that changes all. Could the surviving friend have saved his buddy? Feeling binges of guilt, he changes the story of his death to protect his parents from the truth. Only a letter he sent to the young man's mother undoes his hoped for good deed. The impact of war is difficult to assess on whoever is involved. Those who fight view death and horror while those at home long endlessly for their sons and the truth. Which is better?
