The Bungalow by Jio Sarah

Author:Jio, Sarah [Jio, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9780452297678
Google: X3MuVv_h6VAC
Amazon: 0452297672
Publisher: Plume
Published: 2011-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

We worked until the shift change at eleven p.m. But even then, many of us, including me, didn’t want to leave. What if Westry comes through the doors of the infirmary? What if I miss him? Still, Nurse Hildebrand forbid us to stay. “You’re too tired, and you’re getting sloppy,” she said.

She was right. Liz had forgotten to give meds to a patient, and I had reported incorrect information to Dr. Wheeler about a sergeant’s injuries. It was the head wound in bed nineteen, not the leg injury in seven, that needed his attention. Nineteen. Seven. Twenty-three. Four. The beds, the numbers, the men—they all blurred together, and when I closed my eyes, all I could see was a deep red shade of blood.

As I opened the door to the barracks, I realized I hadn’t thought of Kitty at all since she had left. Is she OK? I rushed up the stairs to the room, where I found her in bed, sleeping.

“Kitty,” I whispered, “how are you feeling, honey?”

She rolled over and looked at me. “I’m all right,” she said. “But how are the men? How are things down there?”

“It’s crazy,” I replied. “Will came in, badly hurt. But we think he’s going to be all right.”

“Good. And Westry? Any word?”

“Nothing yet,” I said, feeling tears form in my eyes again.

“Mail came. I put a letter for you on your bed.”

“Thanks,” I said. “Night, Kitty.”

I picked up the envelope and stood by the window so I could read the return address in the moonlight without disturbing Kitty. It’s from Gerard.

My love,

I haven’t heard from you, and I hate to even mention it, but yesterday, I was overcome with fear. I just felt that something was wrong. Of course, I don’t want to believe it, but something in my heart flinched. Did something happen? Are you safe? Please write and tell me you are.

I am in France with the 101st Airborne Division, so far away from home, so far away from you. The conditions are tough here, as they are everywhere, I imagine. Men are dying right and left. But I have that card you made for me, the one with the little red heart on the cover, tucked into my jacket pocket. I believe it brings me luck. I will come home to you, Anne. I promise.

Yours,

Gerard

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