Between Night and Dawn
Yehoshua Kenaz
1980
The Sharon Valley was full of mud. Wherever we looked all we saw was mud. Fields, green trees and little houses, and great expanses of dark mud. The water from the rains which had fallen over the past few weeks had not yet seeped into the ground and many pools of water sparkled in the dark mud like windows to the sky. With us in the army truck sat…
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