Two Tin Rings
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Nancy
I'm a nurse in WWI at Gallipoli. One night a young man, Frank, comes into her ward with his whole arm missing. In his final breaths he asks me to tell his girlfriend he loves her and always will. As I attempt to reach out to the man's girlfriend, I stumble across Edward Thompson, Frank's best friend. He's tall, flirtatious and nothing but trouble. Not to mention Matrons rule about not fraternising with any male staff or soldiers. I've come to Gallipoli to serve for Australia, and nothing is going to stop me from doing that. Not even Edward Thompson.
Edward
I snuck into the army at only 20 years old to serve for my country and alongside my best mate, Frank. After a tragic accident, Frank was rushed to the nearest field hospital. Sadly he didn't make it. The last thing I wanted to deal with after my best mate had died was some snarky nurse pestering me for details about Frank's girlfriend. I was told before I left to make some nice friends, but Nancy Wilson's unfiltered, unapologetic self is going to make it hard for us to be friends.
Or should I say just friends...
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