AK 239: The Enemy Is Already Here

TK-20

Vasili’s Diary

I’m forced to duck as another bullet ricochets off my conning tower.

My young sailor friend helps me to my feet,

“Sure you want to go to America?”

I quickly answer, “That’s what I love about this place:”

Individuality!”

“Look at that spirit, son.”

“Could you imagine some Russian shooting at an American in Moscow?”

The sailor looks bewildered, confused as he ducks from another incoming round.

I don’t even flinch on this round.

I look at the American on the beach and say,

“Fantastic, just fantastic!”