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 1914

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1914

WHEN FLORENCE SHELBY WAS first born, Thomas swore that he was never going to leave her, not if he could help it — the girl quickly became his whole life, and he never wanted to disappoint her, not in a million years. He remember the first time he set eyes on her, and the first time he held her, a bright smile on his face as he did so; which is when he promised himself that he would do everything for his little girl. When Greta passed away, she took a piece of Florence with her, and the little girl had changed, further adding to the fathers reasons not to disappoint her, but the War was calling, and he had no way to stay behind with her, no matter how much he wanted to. Thomas didn't even know if he would return, he didn't know if he would ever set eyes on his little girl again, and that thought alone, sent him into a world of panic — he knew that the other parents must be feeling the same way, but this was different.. Greta had passed away just a few months ago, and now, he would be leaving his daughter, too, leaving the young girl alone, truly alone, and he hated himself for it.

When Florence was first born, everyone around Thomas and Greta had told them that they couldn't successfully bring the little girl up by themselves, that they were far too young to do so; they didn't listen, and because of that, the Shelby's had another beautiful addition to the family, loved and adored by all. Thomas was actually happy with Greta and Florence, but a few months ago, that all changed, and the man didn't know how he could look after his daughter anymore, how he could fill the hole Greta left behind, how he could do any of it. Greta and Florence were the only things holding him together, but now, a part of that was gone, and he truly didn't know what to do anymore. The thoughts riddled with his mind as he held Florence's tiny hand in his own, walking through the train station that was filled to the brim with people; families saying goodbye to the men of the family, those old enough to leave, the whole sight bringing a sadness that swept through the station, the thought that half of these men wouldn't be returning home. Thomas held onto Florence's hand like his life depended on it, knowing that once he got onto that train, nothing inside of him would be the same ever again.

He held almost no emotion emotion on his face as he walked through the station with the rest of his family trailing behind, Florence was absentmindedly fiddling with her fathers fingers as they trailed onwards, the girl not knowing that this would be the last time she saw her father whole. Her father had always been brilliant at hiding his feelings away from those who loved him, and today was one of those days, the man blocking his family out from seeing the grief inside of him, the overwhelming pain of loosing Greta and having to leave behind Florence eating him alive. The little girl didn't know what was going on, as well as little Finn, the two children being far too young to understand why the men of the family were leaving them behind, they simply believed that they were going away on holiday, and will be back soon — but that was far from it, and the two children would be broken when they realised that it wasn't the case at all, and they would not see Thomas, John and Arthur for a while..

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