Uniforms are too clearly uniforms, and not northern ones. No way to take 'em off the remains. Haven't got the stomach for it, anyway. They were friends. I just about seize up.
Heart feels like it's gonna burst.
Okay, gotta think. Pull out two willie petes, one for each of the brothers on the ground. We can't stay. The noise will call somebody real soon now. And we can't leave 'em as they are.