Bluebirds Over

sandra

“You know what Jamey said about you?”
“Your brother? He’s never even met me.”
“About all you Yanks, actually. He said you’re overpaid, oversexed  and over here.
“Not original, but true enough for now. Doesn’t change how I feel about you.”
She pushed away a wisp of hair, fire-red in the rare sunlight. “So it’s not just because you’re a soldier. A pilot, I mean.”
He held her then, pressed his lips to her cheek. “None of us knows what will happen, darling. We must make the most of it.”
They heard the drone of outbound bombers high overhead.

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14 thoughts on “Bluebirds Over

  1. I felt as though the music from the closing scenes of Now Voyager should have played over those last words. “Don’t ask for the moon – we have the stars” etc. You captured the period beautifully.

  2. Great war-time love story. Always with such a bitter-sweet mood. I’m probably way off, but it reminded me of The Americanization of Emily, a film I like very much.

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