" Ray retorted."The asshole cost me a hit. It went straight up. My damn line drive turned into a pop up" Lucas grinned shaking his head.They ended the...r night, clinking their beer mugs together."To Chucky, rest in peace brother."They would make a group trip out to his grave in a couple weeks. Maybe drop by his folks.Lucas sat in his apartment later that night. He could only shake his head. He was so young and then he was gone. 26 in some forsaken place."My own life matters less than his. InductionThis story begins like many others with a call to arms at the beginningof World War II. My experience was not however typical of all thoseyoung men who were conscripted in 1939. I was still finishing mysecondary education in my small home town in Germany when I receivedthe order to report for induction into the army. I had no greatenthusiasm for the idea of going to war, but members of my generationwere given no choice in the matter.Within two days of reporting I found myself marching. I came back. Then after 4 days again I went with my mother to checkup. The same thing happened. I saw her but couldn’t see her figure much.But we exchanged smiles and thanks with each other. I was not understanding that was just formal or she liked to talk to me. This happened for 4 times during each checkup. She enquired about me, my job and all. I took her number for some emergency situation.But I never called her because I am not that type although I wished to talk to her. Then one day, when. Everyone was with their pair; mostly lovers and honemoon couples.We considered ourselves as a couple. We visited about 8-9 places that day. Finally we got tired and was returning back to the resort by 7.30pm. On the way, Damn., the petrol was over. I called the friend(bike owner) and told him regarding this and he told us to park the bike in the nearby stand and he’ll take it later and asked us to move by taxi.As we couldn’t find any taxi, we walked up the road almost 1.5km. We were all.