2011 Asian American Short Story Contest Honorable Mention
By Serena Lin
Just a little bit farther. The rock grated against the dirt, leaving lime and sandstone, rubbing bits of dust into the private’s hands. He crawled a few more inches on his belly. He tried not to breathe too heavily, afraid that even surrounded by his company, he was not yet safe. A bead of sweat trickled from his temple down to the collar of his uniform.