The Pain of the Cold War

Mr. Bish grimaced as he felt the twang of pain shoot across his upper left arm. He knew he'd been lucky that day 40 years ago, but could never bring himself to forgive the West in that same capitals. It was an unpleasant reminder from his operational years of the Cold War at the hands of the Western secret agent. Years of preparation were now coming together very nicely. One day I'll shuffle papers and smile.