by Michael Czyzniejewski Sander Sammy When the marauders came, Abel made sandwiches. He knew soldiers were always hungry, and if there’s one thing that might save his skin, it was a good spread. He considered fanning out the meats and cheeses on his largest serving tray, letting the marauders pick what they wanted, but he decided to make and tag everything himself. The largest plate held ham and cheddar, surrounded by several turkey and Swiss, a few roast beef and jack, and a