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  The Games We Play

  Mark Stewart

  Copyright: The Games We Play2010: Mark Stewart. All rights reserved.

  No part of this story may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the author. This story is fictitious and a product of the author’s imagination. Resemblance to any actual person living or dead is purely coincidental.

  Email: [email protected]

  Edited by: Rosemary Cantala

  Other novels Mark Stewart has written

  Crime

  The Kendal chronicles

  Fire games

  Heart of a spider.

  I know your secret.

  Copycat murders

  Romance

  Kiss on the bridge

  Kiss on the bridge two

  Kiss on the bridge three

  The perfect gift

  Blood red rose (Vampire romance adventure)

  Blood red rose two

  Blood red rose three

  Legendary Blue Diamond

  Legendary blue diamond two

  Legendary blue diamond three

  Don’t Tell My Secret (series)

  201 May Street

  Emerald Hill

  The mail run

  Boy’s club

  Planet X91 the beginning

  Planet X91 the new home.

  Planet X91 the underwater cave.

  Planet X91 the storm.

  Planet X91 the drought

  Planet X91 the fire

  Planet X91 the plague

  Planet X91 the doorway to time

  The Games We Play

  Mark Stewart

  I, Private William Jones am writing to you, General Hammond, a formal letter of complaint. Two days ago I officially requested an immediate retrieval of every soldier including myself, in the 103rd battalion. I must stress I haven’t heard from or seen them in the past two days and a night.

  I feel I have been victimized, abandoned with no food, water, or ammunition and a rifle which has failed to operate.

  I have endured stifling heat, an extremely cold night and monsoon rains. My single refuge from the elements and the so-called enemy, which I have yet to see, has been this rather large bush. My only hope is it will continue to keep me dry until help arrives.

  I strongly protest against my recent posting. I want to bring to your attention my charges against Sergeant Smith also of the 103rd battalion for cruelty and misconduct in the first degree.

  The games we play are only practice for the real thing. No one should be treated in such a manner.

  I must quickly finish this letter. I am concerned at hearing rather loud noises approaching from the west, but still down wind from my location. Hopefully, it will be a rescue party; not the enemy

  “Private Jones. At last, I have found you. I’ve been searching everywhere for you. I had almost given up hope of ever finding you again. You’re my favorite soldier. I know you look a mess now, but don’t you worry. Step into this container where the rest of the 103rd battalion is resting. Don’t worry about your uniform, my mum will fix you up,” cried the four-year-old boy. “She’s good at fixing plastic soldiers.”

  Dear reader,

  Thank you for reading my extra short story ‘the games we play.” I do hope you enjoyed it. Any feedback is gratefully accepted. The information you, the reader give, helps me to become a more professional author.

  My novels are based on the Australian culture. Some of the spelling is Australian. Thanks for your understanding.

  Mark Stewart

  Email: [email protected]

  Other novels I have written in the way of romance are:

  Kiss on the bridge.

  Kiss on the bridge two

  Kiss on the bridge three

  The perfect gift:

  Legendary blue diamond.

  Legendary blue diamond two

  Legendary blue diamond three

  Don’t tell my secret.

  201 May Street

  Mail run

  The boys club

  The Blood Red Rose:

  Blood Red Rose Two:

  Blood Red Rose three:

  Crime novels: The Kendal Chronicles.

  Fire Games:

  Heart of a spider:

  I know your secret.

  Copycat Murders

  Children: A Troglian knows.

  Luke’s cubby house:

  Malcolm’s cubby house.

  Below is the opening page of my novels in order that I have listed them: