Chapter 3

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Hearing that FDR might declare war had me shook up. I won't deny that. Hell, I can't deny that. But I also can't deny that I was at least a little bit hopeful.
Maybe... maybe something could happen and... And what? I could be drafted? I'm a woman. They wouldn't draft me if every other eligible male in America had been drafted.
There was nothing to be hopeful about. Again, it was all wishful thinking.
But for some reason, there was a little nagging in the back of my mind. It was telling me not to give up. I guess there always is another way.
For the night though, I was exhausted and I decided to just make myself some dinner and go to bed.

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