it was the night of the ninth of november, the soviet controlled sector of east berlin had officially opened their border. curtis watched as thousands of east berlin civilians came thought to west germany.
it had been three months since he saw harold through the wall. he had convinced himself he had gone insane and went to a therapist. they said everything was fine. but they didn't understand. how could they? they didn't have a childhood best friend they spent every day with and joined the army with at age fifteen and then became lovers, against the law, and then got sent off to war, away from each other. they didn't go to rescue their boyfriend from france only to have them die in their arms, and then figure out almost fifty years later that they were still alive. his therapist didn't suffer from sleepless nights and nightmares as the image of their once boyfriend lies dead in their arms. they weren't paranoid for almost fifty years because they saw an envelope on their sister's tabletop with similar handwriting to the one their dead lover had.
but as curtis stood by the eleven foot wall, as germans came through into the city, he searched in the hope of seeing harold.
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illegal love || a war story ||
Short Storytwo young men, friends since childhood, join the british army in 1931. eight years later, they're called into battle with the nazi's. friendship is put on the line as the tragic war leads them to fall in love.
