The Soldier's Letters: Absolutely heartbreaking and addictive World War Two historical fiction (Last Words Book 3) by Shari J. Ryan

Author:Shari J. Ryan [Ryan, Shari J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781803146119
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2022-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

It was only a matter of a few hours before we ran out of gas. I expected it to occur, but I was hoping to make it to the border before it happened. We were just a couple of miles away, but it was too late at night to make the hike in the dark. “We’re going to have to start walking,” I told Amelia.

Even still, after ditching the car in a field of tall grass, we didn’t get far before we were spotted. “Hey! You there!” a man shouted toward us.

We felt cornered in the woods, and though we tried to run, exhaustion was not on our side when it came to speed.

There was silence for a golden minute, but then the voice elevated again. “Hey!”

“Dammit,” I whispered. “The man is after us.” I took Amelia by the arm and pulled her toward a nearby tree. All I could do was cover Amelia and Lucie with my body, pinning them to the tree with my back. I prayed Lucie wouldn’t make a peep, but there were whimpers we couldn’t stop.

“Where did you go now?” the man continued to shout. It was hard to tell where his exact location was with his voice bouncing off each tree.

Lucie’s cries grew louder, and we were inevitably spotted. I was sure we were both about to end up dead when the man’s light centered over our faces.

“You’re a soldier,” he said, pointing his light in my face. “And you have a prisoner. Is that a stolen car you got there, too?”

“Ja, I am a soldier,” I answered.

“What are you running from?” he continued.

“We aren’t running,” I responded.

The man could only laugh in response. He was toying with us, or so it seemed. “It’s obvious you’re running from something. Most people don’t dump a luxury car that looks as if it belongs to the SS, then run into the woods just two miles from the Austrian border.”

“Who are you to care?” I shot back.

“Absolutely no one, but I live about two hundred yards behind you, and I think I have a right to know who is passing through my property tonight.”

“We don’t mean you any trouble, sir,” Amelia spoke up. I wanted to keep Amelia hidden as much as possible, but there was not much I could do to keep her from speaking.

“Now, if you tell me the truth, I’ll offer you a roof to sleep under tonight. My wife and I like to keep a low profile, though, so you’ll need to answer my questions first.”

The man had nothing but millions of questions, and I had more than a million lies to offer in return. My lies led us to the vacant bedroom within the man’s home. The man told us we could stay until morning, and we were to meet the man at his front door. I don’t believe he wanted to be seen walking through the woods with us.

We waited for the man to leave us within the darkness of the hovering trees.

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