There was a loud shuffling above. A line of redcoats took their position at the edge of the ravine and aimed down at the rebels.	"Present!" the British officer screamed to his men.	"Present!" yelled the American officer. His men brought the butts of their muskets up to their shoulders and sighted down the long barrels, ready to shoot and kill.	I pressed my face into the earth, unable to plan a course of escape. My mind would not be mastered and thought only of the wretched, lying, foul, silly girl who was the cause of everything.	I thought of Isabel and I missed her.	"FIRE!
Laurie Halse Anderson, Forge
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