It was nice in a one smaller French town. It was 28th November, 1917, and it was a week since the violent encounter with a former battalion member Jeff Oralson, who desserted 3 years ago and became a Bolshevik. War unfortunately did not ended yet.
The small town was in the countryside, and for soldiers who got a few days off before returning to the trenches, it was a good place to spend time and satisfy needs (including sexual).
It was beautiful even in autumn. It was an atmosphere from which one could sense the love and joy of local people in love, but also the pain and suffering of soldiers fighting in the distance.
The battalion whose Chris was a member here was some two days. The longest time could be a week and the shortest time one day.
It was always something of a deliverance for the soldiers. Delivering from the horrors of war and being shot at any moment.
Today was a beautiful fall day in love. One red squirrel was looking for nuts in the leaves on the ground she could use as supplies for the coming winter. She grabbed one of the acorns and began to chew him. She heard something and began to look back.
"Perhaps the damn war is about to end. I would like take you to America." Squirrel heard voice of a young man.
She turned again and saw a young brown-haired man dressed in white shirt and military green trousers and black boots.
He held the hand of a young brown-haired Hispanic woman dressed in a yellow tank top, a gray coat, and trousers.
The squirrel knew that the two people were headed to where he was now. She grabbed the acorn from the ground, thrusting the acorn into the mouth, and climbed the nearest tree quickly. At the top of the branch, she watched curiously what was going on between these people.
"Everything sometimes ends darling. Surely this war will soon be over. In addition, fighting is no longer as bloody as it was at the beginning." Aviva said
"But our love will never ends." Chris said and he kissed her on her forehead.
Both lovers lay in the cold grass and chatted. Chris used this short stop because he could be with his love of life every day without being disturbed.
"Life has brought me so much happiness and so much sadness. I'd like to lead a normal life. After this war, I will never reprove the army again and finally make a doctorate in biology at college." Chris entrusted Aviva
She clung to the man she loved again. Chris looked at her with a smile. He stroked her, the presence of the other reassured them.
"I love you." Aviva muttered into her dearest's eyes.
He smiled and began to kiss her in love.
How do I ask her how I ask her? Think, Chris think, Chris was saying to himself and he marched all around the room at the pub, where he got accommodation as a soldier.
It was afternoon and Chris tried to figure out how Aviva would ask for her hand today. To make their love an unbreakable bond. He wanted to engage her with her at least today and arrange a beautiful wedding after the war.
He looked at his left hand. He had a gold-plated ring of French production in his palm with a round piece of purple amethyst in place of the diamond.
It was a ring he wanted to give to his love.Then he got the idea.
It was eight o'clock in the evening. The Great War continued, but during that stop it did not prevent the soldiers from having fun. There was a merry laugh again, foot-footing in dance and music.
All the soldiers enjoyed music and entertainment while dancing in the pub, only one soldier was somewhere else.
Chris was with Aviva while moonlight shining on them created perfect evening to be together. They kissed each other in love and the moonlight shone on them. Behind them was a local forest. They stood and she was almost in his arms.
"Darling?" she asked
"Yeah?" Chris said and he looked at her
"This is a beautiful night.." she muttered and she kissed him again.
Now, for a moment, we'll look at what happened to the other soldiers at the moment.
There was a noise that stopped the joy. The soldiers had to stop having fun.
"What the hell was that?" Dean said and he pulled out handgun from his sheat looking at the entrance to the pub.
"It sounded like a grenade explosion." other soldier added.
"So come to find it with me Tom." Dean added and so these two soldiers fro the battalion went out to find out, who caused that. At that moment, suddenly something struck them and before they could find out what shots were following in the dark. It was an attack.
The attackers spoke Russian and there was only one who spoke Russian with an American accent. They set out the wooden door and burst into the pub.
Battalion soldiers pulled out the first weapons they had at hand and were about to fight. Meanwhile, panic broke out in the pub. The civilians tried to escape while the owner wanted to protect the business even at the cost of his own life. There was a bloody fire between the soldiers at Chris's battalion and the invaders. The fight had only one winner.
"Burn it all comrades! Let them find out they shouldn't start with revolutionaries!" yelled out loud in English with the American accent their leader as he passed the dead in the puddle of his own red blood.
"Chris did you heard something?" Aviva asked Chris at the moment, when he wanted to do one of the main events in their relationship.
Chris he looked back several times. The town seemed to be perfectly fine from the night view. Chris looked at Aviva again (her hand fell into his left palm) and then he said.
"I don't know what it was. Probably some night animal."
Aviva with smile flew into his arms and she looked at him.
"Nature seems to wish our love." she said
Chris managed to pull the other hand out of the pocket ring. She hadn't seen the ring yet. Chris was so damn nervous at the moment. What if he messed up, or what if Aviva told him not?
In the moonlight he knelt before her on the ground and began to chant his plea.
"Aviva Corcovado, you are the best woman I've ever found and loved in my entire love. We've loved each other for two years, and the never-ending war that has put us together has not separated us. Aviva, dear, I ask you now and here. One day I would like to be the father of your children, to be the best husband and father on the planet. Aviva, will you marry me?"
She stared at him for a moment. Chris barely stood up, but at that moment, she flew into his arms with tears of happiness in her eyes, saying: "Yes, yes!"
The hug was over and Chris wanted to put the engagement ring on her hand. He knew that when the ring was on her finger, it would be proof of their engagement.
Just as he put his engagement ring on her hand, they both heard the sound of shooting rifles. They didn't know what was going on.
Chris pulled out his soldier's handgun with the same hand, where he held engagement ring.The sound came very close to them. Before he could pull the gun out and start shooting in the dark, he and Aviva saw their attackers in the light of the lamp. It was just a second.
At that moment, the lives of both young lovers were ended with rifle shots. An engagement ring spilled with blood lay on the ground beside their bodies at the hand of an ordinary young man who wanted to give him to love of his life.
