"I was flying to my new position a forest region of Germany" Engel said. Dustin hit the fire with a stick, trying to keep the fire alive. During this time, Engel took the opportunity to observe this American closely. He look almost Engel age, very tall, muscular but lean, and... handsome. These words were rare to come into Engels mind about a man. Usually she hated them because they always thought they were better than women. Dustin still keep at the fire. His deep blue eyes caught the fire perfect, his short blonde hair made him look like an ordinary military soldier. She was lost in thought about him, why? This feeling she had was weird. Engel didnt know whether to embarrass it or hate it.
"Uh, are you okay?" Dustin asked. Engel came out of her thoughts. She noticed that she had been staring at him the whole time she was thinking. Her face got red, oh this was too embarrassing. wait.. she got embarrassed, that's even worse!
"Yes, sorry." Engel said as she looked away.
"All ready well," Dustin said. There was a long awkward silence. They didn't look at each other. To break this silence, Dustin spoke up.
"I like hot wings, do you?" Dustin asked awkwardly.
"Vhat zhe fuck is a hot wing?!" Engel asked. Is this the best thing this man could come up with to start a convesation.
"It's just some chicken thats cooked and has hot sauce on it. It's very yummy. When this war is over and we're friends again, you should come down to America and try some." Dustin said with excitment.
"Ve friends? oh, no sir, Ve vill not be friends vith the people vho started var with us. Ve Germans have to much pride to let our enemies become friends vhen they're the ones who ruined everything" Engel said.
"Started? What do you mean we started the war?" Dustin asked.
"You heard me correctly" Engel said.
"Sweety, where have you been gettiing your facts from?" Dustin ask.
"You saying im vrong?!" Engel yelled.
"I'm Saying you got your facts wrong! Do you know what your country has been doing?!" Dustin exclaimed.
"Of, course. Were trying to bring up our economy and make Germany a better place." Engel said with pride.
"So killing a bunch of inoccent Jews is making Germany better?!" Dustin asked with anger.
"Vhat do you mean? We are not killing them! We barely put them to work or in prison."
"Sweety, tomorrow you're coming with me to learn the truth." Dustin said. What did he mean by truth. She was right, wasn't she? Of course she was right! Why should she believe her enemy. She wasn't going to go anywhere with him, but... this could be a good opertuniity to get secret information on the Americans to tell her father so he could be proud of her again. Oh, maybe he'll let her go back to working by his side! Engel couldn't wait for tomorrow!
