Chapter 3

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I sat in the corner of the boxcar looking down at my now swollen ankle. We were on our 秒 train now, and I had sprained my ankle when jumping off the first train. Anton had to carry me to our 次 train, which really bothered me. It didn't bother me that he was helping me; I was worried that I was becoming the burden I promised I wouldn't be.

"I'm sorry," I 発言しました to Anton, who was munching on one of the sandwiches I had packed.

"For what?" he asked between two bites.

"For being...

Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own Summer of My German Soldier または any of the characters. They belong to Bette Greene.

We had only been walking for maybe five 分 when Anton suddenly tackled me to the ground and rolled over on 上, ページのトップへ of me. I opened my mouth to speak, but Anton clamped his hand over my mouth. I only had to listen for a 秒 before I realized the reason for Anton's actions.

"I heard something over there," I heard a deep male voice say.

"Yeah, me too," I heard another voice reply.

My heartbeat immediately picked up its pace and oxygen felt as hard to 飲み込む as a log when I realized...

Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own Summer of My German Soldier または any of the characters. They belong to Bette Greene.

7 Years Later

I slowly opened my eyes as the light crept over my eyelids. I sat up to look out the window of my bedroom and I saw the warm, welcoming sun. I turned on my other side to see the warm, welcoming sight of Anton. With his dark hair all tossed and his head buried in his pillow, he slept. I couldn't help but smile at my husband. Everyday feels voller with him. Full. Yes, it took us what felt like forever to get here. Getting to Boston, finally getting on a ボート after a...

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Summer of My German Soldier または any of the characters. They belong to Bette Greene.

Note: The excerpt from the book is in italics. The place where I started my twist to it is in normal font.

I left my sack at the foot of the ガレージ steps and crawled my way through the blackness. "Anton," I whispered. But behind the closed door, there was only silence. A feeling of loss swept over me. "Anton!" I cried, hitting the door with my fist. "It's me! Patty!"

Abruptly the door opened. "Quiet!" As he led me through the blackness I tried to find my voice. " I thought, I thought...