Summer of my German Soldier

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Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own Summer of My German Soldier or any of the characters. They belong to Bette Greene.

7 Years Later

I slowly opened my eyes as the light crept over my eyelids. I sat up to look out the window of my bedroom and I saw the warm, welcoming sun. I turned on my other side to see the warm, welcoming sight of Anton. With his dark hair all tossed and his head buried in his pillow, he slept. I couldn't help but smile at my husband. Everyday feels voller with him. Full. Yes, it took us what felt like forever to...

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Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own Summer of My German Soldier or any of the characters. They belong to Bette Greene.

I sat in the corner of the boxcar looking down at my now swollen ankle. We were on our second train now, and I had sprained my ankle when jumping off the first train. Anton had to carry me to our next train, which really bothered me. It didn't bother me that he was helping me; I was worried that I was becoming the burden I promised I wouldn't be.

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Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own Summer of My German Soldier or any of the characters. They belong to Bette Greene.

We had only been walking for maybe five minutes when Anton suddenly tackled me to the ground and rolled over on top of me. I opened my mouth to speak, but Anton clamped his hand over my mouth. I only had to listen for a second before I realized the reason for Anton's actions.

"I heard something over there," I heard a deep male voice say.