Lela E Buis: "This is a battle I constantly fight. A weakness laces my dreams, nightmares of waking a quadiplegic. I try to hide it, even from myself. I try to convince myself it's not real. But this is too close to the nightmare. If Chary can't get to me, I'll die right here."
Gregory Nicoll: "The proud Americans stood on the hilltop, their kills laid out for the picture like bucks on the first day of deer season. And in the background, the seventh man sat in a trench and nursed his fractured hand as he watched the clouds overhead. His lips were pursed, as if in prayer."
Stephen Crane Davidson: "I'd heard the question before. How are you, some wheelchair-bound woman, going to defend yourself against something that apparently destroyed a fully able woman? I lifted up the armrest of my chair and pulled out my semi-automatic."
