There were some niggling bits about the first draft that I didn't care for, so before I send it to my beta, I thought I'd post it here again.
Very subtle changes.
Waking up in a bed, a real bed, after a year of cold, hunger and too short, rickety camp beds and sleeping bags strewn over stones and tree roots was disorienting. The discomfort in his
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...that we were grinding away LIKE crazed minks...
Fun story.
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