Blake stared at the trench from the tree he stood by, sighing softly. " I hope Joey's okay-" He said, Schofield placing a hand on his shoulder. " I'm sure he is. Now cmon, we should get going before sarge yells at us."
Scho walked down into the trench, blake hesitantly following. " They're not sending a wave today, but we've got to pretend we're doing something useful."
Blake nodded. " okay."
The sound of engines made soldiers glance up, planes.
They weren't close, but just from the hum of it, they could tell it wasn't theirs.
" scho youve got food?" Blake said, minutes later. Schofield sighed, handing him ham and bread.
This time he didn't say anything but thanks. " you got mail." Scho said, handing him a letter.
Blake read through it as they walked to their stations, sighing. " I feel bad. She's all alone, no ones home to help her. I bet it's lonely-" " At least shes got myrtle." Scho reminded.
" yeah. " Blake smiled. " at least she's got myrtle."
YOU ARE READING
A Heart Like Yours ~ 1917
Historical FictionBasically a story of how I think things would have happened before and after what we see in the movie. It's not entirely accurate to the characters, and I am NOT SHIPPING THE TWO. Blake and Schofield have more of a sibling bond to me than anything...
