On the Wings of Love by Sienna Mynx

Author:Sienna Mynx
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Interracial Romance, Historical America Romance
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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"So do you think there will be a war? That we'll go fight the Germans?" she asked. He trailed what he hoped was an appropriate distance behind her. They were at the very crowded farmer's market. In front of a bench table stacked with a colorful assortment of fruit, she stopped to pick up a melon and sniff. He hadn't paid much attention to the question. When she cast him a curious look over his non-response, he had to page back in his memory in order to answer.

"War, yes… there already is one. And we are very much so involved."

"How so?"

"We provide financial aid, convoys, to England. Do I think we will join in the fight officially, that Hitler will invade if we don't?"

Vivian waited, melon in hand.

"I think some things are inevitable. What they're doing is evil, ma'am, and they should be stopped."

"I get so nervous for Eli. Out at sea on that big boat. Funny, he may not be able to fight side-by-side with those white sailors, but if someone attacks that boat and sinks it he sure can die with them."

"It's a battleship," he said, taken aback by her directness.

"Yeah, like I said, boat." She shrugged.

Michael laughed. "Eli's in good hands, trust me."

She turned on him. "Mr. Daniels, I—"

"Michael."

She nodded. "Michael, I have another question."

She was blocking the narrow aisle. A short Hawaiian woman and her trailing toddlers looked on impatiently. Michael removed his sunglasses and tucked them into the front pocket of his uniform. He gently took Vivian's elbow to steer her away from those that wanted to pass. Her gaze remained boldly attached to his. "What do you feel about integration in the Navy? Eli says you're fair, open-minded. I know he struggles with how they treat him. He got this wild idea that if we face war, they will have to integrate. That he'll see combat. I want to believe, but I see such meanness in how he's treated at times. What do you think? Is there really any reason why a colored man should join the military?"

Michael coughed, and chuckled nervously. He was impressed. He thought of her as sweet, pie-baking, shy. But not truly a thinker. All that small-talk led here. She wanted to know who he was, what he really stood for, and she was going about it the old-fashioned way. Making him say it.

She had spunk. He liked that.

There was a bump to his shoulder as an older woman passed. Vivian waited for his answer. The groceries she'd collected remained tucked in a green shopping bag hooked over her arm.

"I love this country. I believe in all the principles we were founded on. It's why I joined the Navy. I assume that's why anyone would, white or Negro. Thing is, Miss Vivian, you can't believe in freedom and then ignore the fact when people aren't free. Negro, Hawaiian, Hispanic—they're my brothers when they enlist and should be afforded every right to serve as a man."

Had he said too much? Poured it on too thick? He waited.

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