Status Updates From Ten Years Gone (Adam Lapid ...

I would never be able to bring the men who had killed my daughters to justice. I did not know their names, and no matter how many Nazis I killed, there would always be more who were involved in the wholesale murder machine that had claimed my daughters, along with so many others. Full vengeance was impossible.

By the time I crushed out the stub of my cigarette, dawn was beginning to paint the sky gray.

The nightmare was gone, but it had left its mark.

The memories were there, just below consciousness, trying to dig through like burrowing beasts and infest my mind.

I had to work hard to keep them away, where they couldn't hurt me.