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Chapter 5 Gloucestershire, September 1944 It was the beginning of September, which meant that the autumn fruits and vegetables were ripe for harvest. And that was what the girls of the farm were going to do. While Anne and Lucy were doing some shopping and the youngest girls were in the house, cleaning all fruit and parts of the house, Anita took  the oldest girls with her to harvest everything. As for the war, Paris was finally in the hands of the Allies. They managed to take it over at the 24th of August. Now, they were going to the north. Well, Andrews division was going up north, towards Belgium and the Netherlands, together with some

Chapter 4 Gloucestershire, July 1944 The beautiful weather and the way people lived made the day look like there wasn't a war going on. That was, if you didn't count the little changes the war had made for the people who didn't fight in the front-line. Men were a rare sight in towns and women took over the jobs of the men. But also the long queues in front of the store. Women were waiting for the supplies to arrive, and it was the best way to socialize. Anita Knight and Anne Kowalski both walked to the store. Anita didn't have bread any more and she needed some other important things. So Anita and Anne joined the queue and waited for th

Chapter 3 Gloucestershire, June 1944 Somewhere, in the middle of Gloucestershire, between Sheepscombe and Painswick, was a farm. The farm had been in that family for ages and it was going to be in the family for some long, long time. A young, strawberry-blond woman walked through the land to the stables. She had inherited it from her parents. A few years before the war started, her father was killed when a horse went wild and the animal kicked her father to death. Her mother died not much later, being heartbroken. "Miss Knight!" suddenly sounded and the woman turned around. "Can I help you?" A seventeen years old girl with bright eyes and

Chapter 2 London, May 1944 It was time to leave. The brave soldiers took their time to say their last goodbyes to their wives, fiancées and their family. One of these soldiers was soldier Ray Kowalski. His parents were from Poland, who had fled from the first war. They figured they couldn't be safe in that war and they went to England, hoping for a new future. When they were allowed to come and live in England, they decided, to show them their appreciation, that their only son would go to the army. So he would be serving the country; the country which once helped them when they needed it the most. "Don't you worry, honey." said Ray a