Showing posts with label Chapter 7. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chapter 7. Show all posts

130. The girl saw the man’s wedding band

glint in the low light; she knew immediately it wasn’t a strong union.
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125. The redheaded girl, encased in a white sweater,

was tall and curvy, tips of her breasts aimed at him like torpedoes.
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124. He was broad-shouldered and trim,

his black hair cropped close, his blue eyes impish. She would win him.
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123. He cut a dashing figure:

a dark blue coat with gold buttons and a white belt forming a vee.
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122. On this night, he just had to get out

of the house for a cold Hamm’s and maybe shoot some pool with the guys.
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121. The man was home on leave

to see his wife Maura and two kids, a boy and girl.
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120. August 1945.

The bombs had just dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
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119. When the girl first saw the man

in full dress uniform, she knew she would never love another man, ever again.
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