The Somme, 1918. The war is almost over. Almost. Peter, Davies, and Yvette drive ambulances through what's left of northern France-carrying the wounded, carrying each other, trying not to break. Peter can't stop counting the ones he couldn't reach in time. Davies talks too much and sleeps too little. Yvette hasn't spoken about what she lost, and no one asks. The roads are ruined. The stretchers are heavy.
The work doesn't stop. Between runs, they share cigarettes, silence, and the kind of dark humor that keeps people upright when nothing else will. This isn't a story about the fighting. It's about the people who showed up after. The Muddy Road Forward is the fourth book in the Prayers in the Air series-a short, grinding, honest novel about endurance, exhaustion, and the stubborn act of helping when there's nothing left.
It reads well on its own.
The Somme, 1918. The war is almost over. Almost. Peter, Davies, and Yvette drive ambulances through what's left of northern France-carrying the wounded, carrying each other, trying not to break. Peter can't stop counting the ones he couldn't reach in time. Davies talks too much and sleeps too little. Yvette hasn't spoken about what she lost, and no one asks. The roads are ruined. The stretchers are heavy.
The work doesn't stop. Between runs, they share cigarettes, silence, and the kind of dark humor that keeps people upright when nothing else will. This isn't a story about the fighting. It's about the people who showed up after. The Muddy Road Forward is the fourth book in the Prayers in the Air series-a short, grinding, honest novel about endurance, exhaustion, and the stubborn act of helping when there's nothing left.
It reads well on its own.
