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A Short Story Of The War

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The clock over the Union Station information booth indicated that it was five minutes to eight. The young Marine Corps officer squinted as he looked at the clock to make certain of the time. He couldn’t understand why his heart was beating so hard he could feel it in his throat. Why would the mere anticipation of meeting a woman for dinner affect him like a recon mission behind enemy lines? In just five minutes, he would meet the mysterious woman, who for the past eighteen months had helped him through such trying times. All he really knew about her was that she was an English teacher in Alexandria, Virginia, and that it was her written words that had sustained him during eighteen months of combat. She had written to him through a program …show more content…

His heart continued to beat faster and stronger as anticipating thoughts raced through his mind. At least his butterflies were flying in formation. It was two minutes after eight. As he scanned the crowd rushing from the train, he noticed an attractive young woman walking in his direction. She was looking directly at him as she approached. She was tall and somewhat athletic looking. Her dark curls bounced off her shoulders as she walked. She was tastefully dressed in a pale green suit, white blouse, and heels, which probably made her seem taller than she actually was. As she got closer, he could see that she had large doe eyes and an olive complexion. He thought he was seeing the incarnate beauty of springtime. As she got close enough to speak, she developed a slight, suggestive smile on her face. “Going my way Marine?” she asked, as she slowed her pace. The words had just left her lips when he saw Lizbeth. She was walking up directly behind the beautiful young woman. She was nearer fifty than thirty, as was evidenced by the greying hair she had tucked up under her hat. She was slightly over-weight and seemed appropriately dressed to be ringing a bell for the Salvation Army. There was no mistaking who she was; pinned to her rumpled coat was a red rose. The Marine was torn in two. He was longing to hurry off with the beautiful young woman who was continuing to look back at him as she walked away. He turned to Lizbeth as the young woman disappeared into the

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