[[*Endless Road_______Endless Journey]]*

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

[[HaPpY EvEr aFtEr~]]

This entry's gonna be abit different from the previous ones. Why you ask? Cos someone read my previous entry and that someone wanted to read a story that has a happy ending. Hehe...so here it goes...

This is a story that happened during World War II. It was 1942, and the battle for supremacy in Europe was juz about to begin. Germany had juz marched into Poland, despite Hitler's promise not to start a war. But who would had ever believed Hitler's words? Well, apparently the fools from Great Britain and the rest of Europe did. War was knocking at Europe's door, and the recruitment drive for more soldiers to defend for each's sovereignty began...
Young James Dobson was 19 then. Since quitting studies 2 years ago, he had been scrimping and saving all the earnings he made from the odd jobs he had done. Those were 2 tough years. Jobs don't come easy, and even if they do, most were hard labour jobs paying meagre wages. But James never once complaint. Only with these savings will he be able to fulfill his dream: to marry his childhood sweetheart, Florence Queetin.
Florence's dad had never approved of her daughter's relationship with James. Afterall, how is a brat with hardly any education going to support his only daughter for the rest of her life? But James was determined to prove his worth. With his savings, James somehow managed to convince Florence's dad to give him a chance. But juz 2 weeks before they were to walk down the aisle...
James received a letter from the British Army. He was expected to report immediately, to defend his country against the tyranny of Hitler. Britain can't afford 1 fit man to not serve and defend the colonial state. On the day James left, he slipped the ring onto Florence's finger. It was meant for their walk down the aisle in 2 weeks, but James feared, and knew, that if he didn't do it there and then, he might never ever have another chance to do so. And so, James left, leaving behind a tearful Florence praying for his safe, though unlikely, return. "Believe me. I will come back for you," said James.
Throughout the war period, James tried his best to keep Florence constantly updated about his well-being. And Florence would eagerly anticipate each update, which comes roughly every 2 months. 1943 and all was still well. James was still safe and alive, albeit suffering a few cuts from shrapnel flying around the place. But throughout 1944...
It's been a year, and Florence had no word from James. Every night she cried and prayed, fearing the worse might befall on her beloved. All she wished for was to see James again, alive and well. Even if it meant sacrificing her own life for God. She desperately tried every and any way of trying to find out news about James, but to no avail. Finally, on December 24th...
It was a lonely Christmas Eve for Florence. Her dad had passed away a few months back, leaving her all alone for Christmas for the 1st time in her life. 10 minutes before the clock struck midnight, someone knocked on the door. It was a man in uniform, holding on to a small little box. "We found this left on the jungle in Normandy. That was all we could find. I'm so sorry."
Florence opened the box slowly. In it was a chain with James' nametag...and his wedding ring. She had feared the worse, and it was now finally presented to her. Nothing could ever console her. And her neighbours gave their sympathies to a young woman who became widowed at such a tender age of 21.
1946 and World War II had ended for a year. Florence, however, was still mourning for her husband. Men had asked for her hand for marriage, but she never once harboured thoughts of remarrying. In her heart she was still hoping that miracles would happen and her husband would come back. Little did she know that, in a world so harsh, miracles do happen...
December 24th 1946. It's been 2 years since Florence heard of any news about James. Juz an hour more, and she was about to spend Christmas alone for the 3rd time. 10 minutes before midnight, there was knocking on the door. Again. This time, she was shocked. Absolutely speechless. It was James at the door! Florence couldn't believe her eyes, and both hugged tightly to each other for a good 10 minutes, sobbing endlessly.
James had lost his way after his troops landed in Normandy. Hoping to alert someone who could find him, he dropped his nametag. Thankfully for him, not only did he manage to stay away from the gunfire, he was found by an elderly couple who took him refuge. When the war was over, he finally had the chance to cross the Channel and find his way back to Florence. To the woman he promised he will come back to...

So there you go. The story's ended. Hmm don't know how good it is, but hope it didn't bore anyone to tears. Haha till the next time~ *sMiLeZ*

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