In Flanders Fields they made love, embracing the trenches which lurk between adoration and bereavement, between possibilities and impossibilities, between passion and prohibition. “This is the end, my love,” he whispered through her tears, as the soft win...
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In Flanders Fields
Creating peace for those who died in Flanders FieldsWhile in Belgium, I met a German looking for peace. Our great-great-fathers fought on different sides during WWI. We went to Flanders where the Second Battle of Ypres took place in 1915. Armed only with a camera, a typewriter, books and paper, we set out...
"And Puissard," the old jailer warned, "Leave the poor girl alone." He gave the foul-smelling rabassier an unceremonious shove through the outer gate and into the cobbled alleyway behind the Périgueux jail. The grizzled Frenchman turned as he stumbled t...
The Bomb Shelter Virgin
Can love conquer in a war torn city?The Bomb Shelter Virgin Christmas Eve 1941, Kyiv (Kiev) Russia. Natalya was busying herself peeling vegetables for Christmas day by candlelight. She had not long returned from Christmas Eve mass at the church, the deep cold still in her bones. Dressed i...
Trust Chapter 6b
She is his and he is coming for what is his.Kieren thought it self-sacrificing that Iona alone brought in the water for his bath. At first he wondered if she was moved by some form of guilt. But when Iona learned that the young girl that usually filled the tub told stories of him being naked, she d...
Emily ‘Vixen’ Carter
War – it makes us grasp at all those precious moments we should have grasped at anyway.Flying is deemed to be a man’s world but during the outbreak of World War Two, in nineteen thirty nine, the British Airforce found itself in need of an increasing number of planes and pilots. War, it seemed, was proving to be a social leveller in this res...
Love Thine Enemy
As an interview technique, it had its advantages.He stroked her bare behind, a touch so gentle, as if cradling a baby’s head. Her soft downy hair hardly registered on his calloused hands in the sweep over her pink flesh. She sighed in contentment and comfort of their shared love. Her head lay on her fol...
No glory, only pride You played your part in a theatre where so many died On foreign soil, a strange language Memories of the old country in your heart Again and again you took to the air I can barely imagine your bravery The noise of the engines and guns...
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Medical matters and a deepening involvement with Mundt My work continued despite my involvement with Ilse Mundt. I delivered messages between members of our resistance cell, left messages which I had encoded myself for our radio operator in pre-arranged...
Trust Ch. 5
His need is specific. She is his, and he is coming for what is his.If the heat that consumed them was from fire, then it could be said that what covering she did wear merely disintegrated from the intensity. Kieren needed skin. He needed to feel Iona as close to him as possible. He needed the warmth that only Iona coul...
Lia wasn’t old enough to remember the wall being built and until recently, she’d never even been near it. Standing twenty feet tall and stretching hundreds of miles along the border, it separated the two countries perfectly. Khaki-uniformed soldiers patro...
Suki, Chapter 3
Will things ever be the same with me and Suki again?I-it's... YOU! OHMYGOD! It's you!" Suki said, backing up and nearly tripping over the easy chair. She turned and ran into the back bedroom shutting the door hard. I looked at Mom and Tom trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Neither of them ha...
Shailja's Story
Shailja and her class are saved from certain death.I guess I always knewRight from the startThat we risked the wrathOf the Warlords,Of the Taliban,In this country which I now called home. And I guess I always knewThat one day they would comeAngry and embittered,Feeling threatened by the foreign bitch, And...
Helene of Troy
In praise of Helen of TroyHelen of Troy Spartan Queen Hair of Spun Gold I will always love you Your sensual beauty will never grow old Skin the colour of warm honey Soft and velvet touch I cry for you Wish I had been able to have given you love Woman to woman They say your face l...
French Kiss
A Canadian girl finds out all about her father.November 1995 Montreal, CanadaThe envelope was addressed in bold print and looked quite official. It said: Miss Elizabeth St. Jacques 9373 Maurice-Duplessis Boulevard #16 Montreal, QC, H1E 6P2 Lizzy glanced at the return address. It was from some lawyer i...