
The Unseen Front
In the autumn of 1776, the air hung thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Eliza Whitaker moved through the makeshift hospital tent, her hands steady as she pressed a cloth to a soldier’s chest wound. The man’s…
In the autumn of 1776, the air hung thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Eliza Whitaker moved through the makeshift hospital tent, her hands steady as she pressed a cloth to a soldier’s chest wound. The man’s…