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"I hope this is safe." Selena wondered, feeling out of place in a British merchant ship on its way to America, the land of Second Chances.
It was somewhat obvious that Nazi Germany is coming to an end - On war with Britain, America and Russia - and losing.
"Don't worry, they don't bomb ships from Britain, only those to Britain." Bill reassured, placing a hand on her shoulder, comforting her.
Using the trains that once delivered his beer, they fled to Belgium and went on a plane to Britain. They paid for hastily forged documents and a ticket to the States. They had gone far, there is no turning back.
"It's almost time," Bill gently said. "Do you want to walk on the surface?"
"No," she said, clutching to her coat, somewhat ashamed of her own cowardice. "It's fine." She bitterly smiled.
Bill looked at her with concern, and nuzzled his nose into her beautiful hazel hair, gently kissing the spot. He pulled away, caressed her cheek, and whispered, "It's okay, anywhere with you is lovely." To which, she smiled back.
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The Unlikely: Gentleman
Short Story[[BOOK 3]] "So... How was My mom?" "Knowing her was the best thing ever happened to me." "How did you meet?" "Well, it's story time, I guess." The Unlikely love story between two beings during 1942. (Short) ---- Cover art by daycolors at devianta...
