The Noise of Death

<p>They just stood there not moving not reacting to what was happening like they were already dead... <em>until the Tommy-gun's bullets hit them and blood gushed from their frail emaciated bodies plugging the gravel below the putrid train with strings of murky blood.</em></p><p><br></p><p>A preening sadistic drug kingpin destroys anyone in his path for power lust and wealth... <em>until someone opens the enclosure and the monstrous gator scrambles out to become the alpha of the pool.  </em></p><p><br></p><p>A lifeline during the Depression the supply boat brings necessities and mail... <em>unless you are alone pregnant have a toddler not a penny to your name and the ration book is late this month.</em></p><p><br></p><p>The backyard on Chanticleer Lane a happy place for three fun-filled little boys with their shenanigans... <em>until they huddle unashamed on the steps of the fort with tears streaking their cheeks for their hearts have been broken.</em></p><p><br></p><p>The Emerald Coast Gulf beaches are vacation spots for visitors who outnumber the gulls and pelicans on bright sunny days... <em>unless U Boats surface as they pass the Florida coast on their way to oil rigs in the Gulf during WW II and a desperate man shoots his rifle at them.</em></p><p><br></p><p>The water of the salt lagoons at Guerande France evaporates to reveal the snowy crystals of salt that the paludiers rake to be bottled and sold around the world... <em>unless one salt pan is deep enough to bury six marauding Nazis where they will be preserved encased in salt.</em></p><p><br></p><p>Guerande the little medieval village with high ramparts protecting it is almost safe from the horrors of the war... <em>unless there is a traitor a Judas in its midst.</em></p><p><br></p>