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"She's

always

around!"

"That's right," Ben said cheerfully and handed the

field glasses to his son. "Take a look

at that village and tell me your first gut hunch."

"I was only kidding,Jersey ."

"The town, boy. The town!"

Ben looked atJersey and she winked at him.

Jersey's jokes could sometimes be a little grim. But

most soldier humor is.

Buddy studied the town for a moment, then

slowly lowered the glasses. "It's a trap."

"Why?" his father pressed.

Buddy pointed to some tiny birds that were flitting

along a row of wild roses. The birds paid them

no attention. "Wild roses down there, Father. But

no birds."

"Maybe they got tired of those roses," Ben

said with a smile.

"And just maybe some of General Jack Hunt's

people got careless and drove right through a mud puddle this
morning," his son said, returning the smile and

pointed to the town. "Leaving vehicle tracks that

lead right up to that closed garage door down there in the