You excuse the sentry, telling him that you will be fine and that he should
go get something to eat. He hesitates, but hunger gets the best of him and
he gets up to leave. You ask him if you could have the key to the chains.
He takes it out of his breast pocket and tosses it to you. You thank him as
he walks away. You sit down on the log the sentry was using as a chair and
look into the American's blue eyes, the eyes that any sane woman would
adore. You wish you had his eyes, but your wife disagrees.
When you were still in Germany, you asked her about it, and she thought you looked handsome with your brown eyes. You protested, but she pointed out your brown hair, telling you that blue eyes and brown hair don't mix very well. You sigh in defeat, telling her that women always seemed to have the oddest fashion sense. She laughs, than tells you that they have to be fashion-minded in order to make up for the lack of it in men. You smiled, and then told her that she always knew how to make you smile. You leaned in to kiss her, but you are ripped from your daydream by a cough from the American. You look at him sternly, unhappy that you were kept from your memories, and that's when you notice him with his legs crossed.
You sigh heavily, knowing all of the dangers associated with freeing a prisoner from his confines just so that he can "relieve himself". You look behind the tree he is chained to and find a long stick. You reach behind the American and unlock the chains. You give him the stick, pull out your Luger pistol, than motion him to walk away from the campsite and into the woods. You are out of site of the campsite when you accidentally stumble on an exposed root and get too close. Realizing this, the American quickly brings his stick up to meet your stomach.
The blow knocks the wind out of you, causing you to fall backwards and drop your pistol. The American grabs the fallen pistol and levels it at your head as you sit up from your lying position. You look at him, and he looks at you. You slowly bring your hand to your pants pocket and take out his wallet and hold it out to him. He leans up against the trunk of a tree, lets go of his walking stick, and puts his wallet in his pocket. You then slowly pull out your wallet and start to flip through it. You find what you are looking for, take it out, and show the American a picture of you and your wife. He takes it from you and takes a quick glance at it, then tosses it back. He steadies his aim, and gently adds more pressure to the trigger when both of you hear a voice from the camp. It's the sentry, calling your name and asking where you are. You look at the American, place your index finger against your lips, and then call back to the sentry that you had to take the stupid American out for a bathroom break. The sentry calls back in jest saying that that was his job, then laughs. You call back, saying you know and that he owes you one. The sentry replies with a laugh and a thank- you. After about a minute, you look at the American, who is staring at you in disbelief. You hold out your hand to him.
"It...would be...a...pity if you could not see her again," you tell the American as he pulls you to your feat. He looks at you teary-eyed. You place your hand on his shoulder. "I have a wife, too. I also want to see her again," you say to him before you start to brush the dirt off your coat.
When you were still in Germany, you asked her about it, and she thought you looked handsome with your brown eyes. You protested, but she pointed out your brown hair, telling you that blue eyes and brown hair don't mix very well. You sigh in defeat, telling her that women always seemed to have the oddest fashion sense. She laughs, than tells you that they have to be fashion-minded in order to make up for the lack of it in men. You smiled, and then told her that she always knew how to make you smile. You leaned in to kiss her, but you are ripped from your daydream by a cough from the American. You look at him sternly, unhappy that you were kept from your memories, and that's when you notice him with his legs crossed.
You sigh heavily, knowing all of the dangers associated with freeing a prisoner from his confines just so that he can "relieve himself". You look behind the tree he is chained to and find a long stick. You reach behind the American and unlock the chains. You give him the stick, pull out your Luger pistol, than motion him to walk away from the campsite and into the woods. You are out of site of the campsite when you accidentally stumble on an exposed root and get too close. Realizing this, the American quickly brings his stick up to meet your stomach.
The blow knocks the wind out of you, causing you to fall backwards and drop your pistol. The American grabs the fallen pistol and levels it at your head as you sit up from your lying position. You look at him, and he looks at you. You slowly bring your hand to your pants pocket and take out his wallet and hold it out to him. He leans up against the trunk of a tree, lets go of his walking stick, and puts his wallet in his pocket. You then slowly pull out your wallet and start to flip through it. You find what you are looking for, take it out, and show the American a picture of you and your wife. He takes it from you and takes a quick glance at it, then tosses it back. He steadies his aim, and gently adds more pressure to the trigger when both of you hear a voice from the camp. It's the sentry, calling your name and asking where you are. You look at the American, place your index finger against your lips, and then call back to the sentry that you had to take the stupid American out for a bathroom break. The sentry calls back in jest saying that that was his job, then laughs. You call back, saying you know and that he owes you one. The sentry replies with a laugh and a thank- you. After about a minute, you look at the American, who is staring at you in disbelief. You hold out your hand to him.
"It...would be...a...pity if you could not see her again," you tell the American as he pulls you to your feat. He looks at you teary-eyed. You place your hand on his shoulder. "I have a wife, too. I also want to see her again," you say to him before you start to brush the dirt off your coat.