“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.
Dear J Hardy,
This is like a scene out of an old WWII movie. I love those. Good story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Email me you address and I’ll send you a copy of my novel. It’s a WWII movie, more or less. I think you’d like it!
I agree, I can visualize this as a scene from a movie. Loved it.
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.
You can almost sense the fear and hope here. Great job.
Could have been set in Turkey.
Lovely story, beautifully told – repeated so often during the Blitz.
Oh yes. Movie material for sure!
This reminded me from some scene of the movie Pearl Harbour, great love story in such a few words. And glad to stumble upon your blog.
I’m always a sucker for a love story. Good one
When the war comes nobody knows how it will end,
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.
I loved the scent of historical accuracy!
Great story and a wonderful moment of sweetness and tension.