by MillietheWarrior » 05/28/2013 12:37 AM
He fell silent for a few moments, pondering her second question, and glanced up at her form beneath dark brows. M.J. fiddled with the hem of her skirt nervously, watching him like a hawk would a rabbit. Joe didn't much feel like a rabbit, but being in her sights didn't make things any less uncomfortable.
"I, uh, I kinda already went home for a while. Had to see my family, ya know? I…I came back here…to see you. I went to your company HQ, and your captain, that German fella, he told me you were discharged, and then gave me your address, which, I think you should talk to him about. Can't go givin' away your address to strange men…But anyway…I came to give this to you, 'cuz I'm tired of waitin'."
I love adventurous tales like that. That uplifting feeling that comes from seeing unknown lands and the knowledge that you came across—nothing can replace it! It opens a path from which self-confidence, experience, and important friendships—from the sharing of life or death situations—are born! But hearing it just isn’t the same. I want to create my own magnificent story!
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