“I love you”, he said as his bus idled in the wan November morning, choking exhaust into the air that was already too full of breath, choked and poisonous.
“I love you,” she said, finally, her lips pursed into a design.
The courage inspired by that falsity pursued him all the way to the front, where he was wounded within a month.
As he lay recovering in a military hospital in the desert he dreamed about the day he would return to her, but she was by this time engaged to be married to man who spoke harshly and despised her opinions.
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