HEARTBEAT
RATED T for some theories on reincarnation and romance.
January 17th, 1945
My Dearest Love,
It's a fiery morning and when I mean fiery I mean that the area I am in a city that is engulfed with flames. The bombing has not stopped and although I find myself in a most violent circumstance, I am finding the most peaceful entities of Japan as well. How are you doing my love? I asked you on our wedding night whether you would be ok, knowing that I would have to leave for Japan the next, but you were strong and fierce. You had no hesitation of letting me go, entrusting God- my life now in his hands.
From the last letter I received I see that it was not too difficult to get the deed done now was it? So you're 3 months along now? I can't wait to see the baby. When I do I find out if it's a princess like you or a soldier like me? I play my trumpet here time to time to get the boys in a happier mood. It reminds me of you and the way you use to sneak of your parents house just to hear me and my band play. It's hard these days my dear. I haven't actually seen myself kill another yet. I throw grenades and bombs out into open areas, praying to god it just hits open space and that no one comes into to contact with them. Tomorrow we have to go into a village and find survivors from our platoon. I hope it will go by quickly. I wish to be home to you soon baby girl. I want to hold you and that baby in my arms.
Love
Lenard
February 14th, 1945
My Dearest Lenard,
Your mama is taking good care of me. I love her to death. She has been making sure I eat nothing but the best. My tummy is huge now. I can barely see the toes on my feet when I am standing up. What are you doing over there my love? How I wish you were here. Our honeymoon baby hasn't started to kick yet. The doctor says that so far everything seems to be healthy. I find out if it's a girl or a boy in two months. You will be the first I tell, or in this case, write to when that answer is given.
My parents have decided to move on the North Carolina to the house they bought before our wedding. Wasn't a pretty location to have our wedding there? And to think that's where we conceived this little angel I am carrying now. My parents wanted me to stay there until you came back to have the baby, but your mama insisted that the baby be born in New York just like their parents. I miss you a lot. Try not to worry so much about the war. As the duty of a soldier you have to do what you have to do. Pray to lord, play on that trumpet to keep you sane, and think of me. Because I know when I think of you it just makes everything all the better. You will be here sooner than you think.
Love
Lily
PS- Happy Valentines Day
"Harp! What are you doing?"
"Just reading another letter from my sweet heart. She's expecting"
"You are the father now aren't you?" chuckled Chuck. Lenard gave him a punch on his arm joke fully.
"Sure am. She wrote this note on Valentines Day. 3 months pregnant then. It's April now Chuck. She's halfway there on seeing the baby. The only remorse I have is that I won't be there when it happens."
"Don't say that fool. Any day now there are talks of the war ending, any day. You just have to keep telling yourself it's going to be ok."
"I can't keep doing this. Ok call me when we are ready to infiltrate into the villages again. I'm going back to reading."
"You're going to escape by reading that Alice book again?" asked Chuck.
"Well it's my only escape now isn't there in the midst of all this chaos we call war" he replied.
"Well Put Harp. Well Put."