That Old War

N. K. Carlson
Nov 6 · 5 min read
Photo by Elizabeth Jamieson on Unsplash

“…another casualty of that old war,” the preacher droned to the crowd assembled on the hillside. It was October, when the leaves were clinging to the trees with such vigor that you would think that winter would never come, but come it must.

“It’s always the same thing with these preachers,” I said, leaning toward my companion.

He grunted, but said nothing, instead looking down to smooth out the front of his cheap…

Keep the story going. Sign up for an extra free read.

N. K. Carlson

Written by

Storyteller. I write fiction and poetry + articles on productivity, creativity, business, religion, leadership, and writing. Living in TX, from IL.

The Storyteller

A collection of poems and short stories for the deep thinker

Welcome to a place where words matter. On Medium, smart voices and original ideas take center stage - with no ads in sight. Watch
Follow all the topics you care about, and we’ll deliver the best stories for you to your homepage and inbox. Explore
Get unlimited access to the best stories on Medium — and support writers while you’re at it. Just $5/month. Upgrade