Life had never been easy for me, maybe that's why I joined the airborne. They pushed me harder than the rest, tried to break my spirit. Tried to make me see that I was to weak to fight. Nevertheless, I proved them all wrong. I dominated majority of the men in combat, and was silently feared. I was fast, flexible and deadly. By the time we were done our training I had befriended most, but only had actually began to truly care for a select few. They became my brothers. For two years, I became one of the guys, a solider, but after I met him… he made me become a woman.
I had heard about him in Normandy, for the first time. He supposedly killed 20 German soldiers after giving them smokes. I saw him through crowds, or when we feel in. But it seemed the most important thing I had missed were the glances he made at me. The interest in his eyes. Maybe if I had noticed I would have pushed to meet him sooner.
George Luz, Donald Malarky, Joe Liebgott, Joe Toye, and all the other men in Easy Company were my best friends, I more or less ignored all the other companies. As soon as Luz found out about my interest in Speirs he poked fun at me to no end. Sadly the fighting started up again and thankfully they forgot about my petty crush.
Months later I found my self in Bastonge, sitting in a foxhole with Toye and George. Joe was making coffee, when Luz suddenly remembered my infatuation with Speirs. "Hey Lizzy, how's your love life doing? Any progress with Speirs?". Hearing a thud like a hand hitting another body, I open my eyes and look over at them, Joe was drinking coffee and George was smiling at me. Rolling my eyes I closed them and got comfortable while answering him. "Meh, it's pointless really, I don't think he realizes im even there", I chuckle, " but alas those are the woes of love no me amie?" Hearing them snicker I sit up and look at them, I was about to ask what their problem was when I noticed a shadow. Wincing I turned and my heart went up into my throat. There he was, Ronald Speirs looking down at me with absolutely no expression on his face. "Oh my god..." I whisper and lash my foot out kicking George in the upper thigh. He yelped and swore at me. "Lizzy can you come with me?" Speir , hell he didn't ask, he more or less commanded. Standing up I kicked Joe before hopping out and following Speirs to another foxhole, which I assumed to be his and it had a tarp on top.
When we both were sitting in the hole, and the tarp and been replaced, we just stared at each other. Well, it was more of him staring at me and me sitting there probably looking like a deer in headlights. Suddenly he started telling me about his life back home. About his family, his twin nieces, and nephew. I got an in-depth look into the life of the most closed up person in the company. When he finally finished we sat there in silence. Then I started. I told him about my parents, sister, and brother. Where I grew up, when I moved, my favorite colour. I told him everything about myself, and it felt good. As we sat in the after glow of our story telling, you could feel it in the air something changed, and I hoped to god with every breath I took that it was for the good.
"You can't love a dead man" he stated simply. Sighing I shook my head no. Then looking him in the eyes I gave the reply that would most likely change my life forever. " No I can't… but I can damn well try".
