Husein Dzevair had just served customers at his snack stand in Zagreb, when he heard the incoming rockets. He and his girlfriend Stoja Babic dived to the floor of their flimsy kiosk as more than 20 cluster bombs burst around them, wounding three customers, shattering glass, and puncturing cars as if they were made of paper. Shrapnel tore branches from trees around a nearby sandbox, where a sandcastle somehow remained intact. "My first thought was 'We're finished,' " said Babic. "I feel very, very lucky."
When spring comes to the Balkans, so do the rockets, the bullets and the artillery shells....
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