Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Six Noah The only institution slower than publishing was the United States government. Especially when it had to work in conjunction with another country, and neither could agree on who was responsible for what. But six weeks and a couple hundred thousand dollars later, I had the answer to one of my questions. I […]
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Five Georgia “Oh my God,” I whispered, the last page fluttering to the floor between my feet. My breath came in a stuttered gasp as a pair of tears splattered on the paper. Gran wasn’t Scarlett…she was Constance. There was a roaring in my ears, as though the cogs in my mind were spinning […]
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Four June 1942 Ipswich, England Scarlett wasn’t cold anymore. The chill had gradually faded to blessed numbness as she stared at her lifeless sister. Was this the price for William’s life? For hers? Had God taken Jameson and Constance as some sort of divine payment? “Shh,” she whispered in William’s ear over the ringing […]
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Three Georgia Dear Scarlett, Marry me. Yes, I mean it. Yes, I’m going to ask you again and again until you’re my wife. It’s only been two days since I left Middle Wallop, and I can barely breathe, that’s how much I already miss you. I love you, Scarlett, and it’s not the kind […]
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Two June 1942 Ipswich, England “What are you doing?” Scarlett asked as she walked into the living room. “Packing your things,” Constance answered without looking up. “What does it look like I’m doing?” Every muscle in Scarlett’s body locked at the sight. Constance had one trunk and two cases open between the sofa and […]
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-One Noah Jameson, I swear, I felt my heart break into a million pieces the second I watched you leave, and yet every tiny shard of that broken heart loves you. I can’t fathom that you’re so far away, not when you’re everywhere I look here. You’re standing beneath the tree, inviting me to […]
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty May 1942 Ipswich, England Clack. Clack. Clack. The sound of typing filled the kitchen as Scarlett broke the heart of the diplomat’s daughter. Her heart clenched, as if she could feel the very pain she was putting her character through. She reminded herself that she would put them back together once they had […]
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Twenty-Nine Noah Scarlett, my Scarlett, Marry me. Please have mercy on me and be my wife. Days here are long, but the nights are longer. That’s when I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s odd to be surrounded by Americans now, to hear familiar phrases and accents when all I long for is the […]
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Eight May 1942 Ipswich, England Scarlett clung to Jameson, her nails raking down his back as he moved within her with sure, deep strokes. There was nothing in the world that compared to the feel of his weight on top of her in these moments where there was no war, no danger, no looming […]
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Seven Georgia Dear Jameson, I miss you. I love you. I cannot bear to be away from you anymore. I know I’ll reach you before this letter, but I’m coming, my love. I cannot wait to feel your arms around me again… I stared in open-mouthed shock as Mom slowly pocketed her cell phone, […]