JD would never forget the smell of penicillin.
Everyone received a shot in post-op. Everyone.
JD couldn't help but wonder how many men he killed.
He saved just as many, he tried to reason with himself. Without the shots, many more men would have died. The penicillin killed the bacteria and cleared the infection, saving life and limb.
He'd had no way of knowing who was allergic to penicillin.
He'd killed a few men.
He'd saved a few men.
The war had changed him.
JD would die an old man, but he would never forget the smell of penicillin.
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Cigarettes and Penicillin
Historical FictionWar turns boys into men. It takes moments of your life and changes you forever. It's the little things that follow you. Snapshots. Stories you can tell your mother. Your father. Your aunt. Your son. Your granddaughter. There are good stories. Mome...
