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Home Front chapter 3Chapter 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
Home Front, chapter 2Chapter 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
Home Front Chapter 1Chapter 1
London, May 1944
It was war. It had been war for the last five years. In 1939, Poland was invaded. It was the start of Adolf Hitler's war against the rest of Europe. But they weren't the only ones in war. Indonesia had been invaded by the Japanese and it didn't take too long before America was threatened as well.
But Great-Britain was one of the few countries who had their own government in their own country. Winston Churchill told the people to keep up hope and asked the men to fight for their king and country. But nobody was sure if everyone would be safe in the United Kingdom. It could be only a matter of time before the Germ
Without Each other Last Chapter
Anita walked around through the enormous house. It was indeed some time since she was there for the last time. Several years to be exact. She hadn't been there since she and Victor were engaged. Because there was no need to go there.
But she was back now and she wasn't really planning on going to home now. A door opened and she turned around. Behind her was the man who had brought her into the house. "How are you, my dearest Anita?" asked the Italian sculptor as he saw his guest.
"I've felt better." whispered Anita as she looked to Alphonse. She had told him everything. About her marriage with Victor, how she felt that he was cheating on he
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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