It was a dark and stormy night.. no that’s a horrible way to begin my story.
It was a bright and clear morning when Giles finally returned home from the war. Yes that’s a much more cheerful beginning if I do say so myself.
Anyway I digress, Giles’s plane had disappeared on route to a USO tour to entertain the troops. On board his plane were a famous actress, a comedy duo and a young Italian singer. All were presumed lost.

I mourned Giles ever so long. Then I met Rupert at a Dance Hall. We fell in love and were married within a month.
Rupert was sent to a secret location by the prime minister.
It was Rupert who discovered that Giles was alive.
I was torn between two lovers, feeling like a dolt. I was still in love with Giles, but Rupert had saved me from my grief.
Giles and I embraced on that bright and clear morning of his return. He had changed both physically and emotionally. He was not the man I married before the war. His experiences changed him.

I lost my Giles to the war.