I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire

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The year was 1941 when I met her. My husband was away in the war, stationed in Germany. It's been two years since he was drafted. I sometimes worry about his safety, but I feel at peace knowing he promised me something. He promised he would be safe.

I was in town, September 7th, 1940. I was going to the library that day. Humming my favorite tune at the time, I was picking out a book I've been looking for.

"I don't want to set the world on fiiire~"  I sang quietly when a low voice piped in. Not low like a man's voice, yet very low for a woman. "In my heart I have but one desire~" The woman, with piercing blue eyes, and a beautiful low voice, sang along.

"I've never met another woman with an interest in The Ink Spots," I chirped.

"Really? I never knew it was a man thing," the woman chuckled, her platinum hair shining in the evening light.

"According to my husband's buddies, it is," I replied.

"What sexism," she scoffed jokingly.

"How terrible," I chuckled along.

I was blindedly exiting the building with her. It felt like we already knew eachother. I normally don't connect with strangers easily.

But she was different.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 09, 2019 ⏰

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