Chapter 01.02

William asked me again about my life back home.  When we talk, I fall into his eyes.  At times I find myself lost for words.  I pretend that it’s my lack of understanding the English language.  But that’s not truth.

I understand it.  I’ve been speaking it since I was a child.  And that seems like many moons ago.

By the first time the news broadcasts came over in English, I could already understand it a bit.  Because our house guests, the soldiers, taught us well.  We had to figure it out.

It was terrifying at first, those soldiers.  But I was young and naive and hopeful.  I thought I could fall in love with one of them.  That was Henry.  Because love, my friends, is a far more powerful activator than war.  It was easier to fall in love back then.

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