“When she entered the sitting room she was not at first noticed. The music had changed now, to something slower, and the women were dancing; Harri’s dark head against the breast of Gwen’s white shirt, Gwen’s hand low on Harri’s back. Gwen’s eyes were closed and the look on her face, serene and blissful, sent a fright through Clem.” WarFictionDramaPtsd Trauma Survival SurvivorDestuction Book:Blasted Things Source: Blasted Things
“And she comes, she actually bloody well comes, bustling down between the beds, bless her heart, in her best coat and vile black straw hat, more fit for a funeral than anything. He’ll get her another, whatever she wants, the best money can buy. He’s so pleased to see her he could nearly bloody cry.” LoveWarFictionDramaPtsd Book:Blasted Things Source: Blasted Things
“She likes his wide, easy smile, the texture of his skin, the thick fair hair on his arms, almost like fur, the wholesome soapy smell of him. And she likes his height. He's taller by far than any British man she's been with; it's excessive, unnecessary, gorgeous. Invisibly, she sighs. Of course, she always knew it was temporary: that's the deal with G.I.'s.” TruthPowerfulGriefFictionHistoricalBetrayalMistakesSecretsSurvivor S GuiltEmotional Thriller Book:A Particular Man Source: A Particular Man