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Chapter 3

July 15th 1942,

Mikey let out a breath he didn’t realise he was holding as he raised his fist to the door. While he waited he ran a hand through his hair and looked at his reflection in the window, which stared back at him with furrowed eyebrows. He blew air out of his cheeks, his eyes shooting upwards when a second figure appeared in the rectangular window from the other side of the door.

He was met with the familiar kind smile of Mrs Abigail Moore, though she insisted on him calling her Abbie.

“Michael honey! want me to get Daisy for you?” Her fond gaze rested on the boy- well man she supposed, he was 18 now after all.

His signature grin made its self comfortable on his face as he nodded, hands shoved in his pockets. “If you don’t mind Mrs Moore,”

She shook her head, “how many times do I have to tell you Mikey? Abigail is fine.” She laughed, “besides, getting called Mrs makes me feel old,”

“At least once more Mrs Moore.”

The woman turned round, calling her daughter from inside the house.

Light foot steps, belonging to the girl whom he’d grown.. quite fond of to put it lightly, could be heard coming down the stairs before the young women appeared at the bottom of them.

She was wearing a comfy cerulean dress and had her hair down, loose waves cascading over her shoulder.

“Mikeys here for you sweetheart.” Her mother informed, though it was clear she’d already seen him as she beamed in his direction. The older women looked between the two with a knowing look, she bid Mikey a goodbye and left the two alone.

“Whad’ ya need then Spigsy?” She leant on the door frame, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

He smirked at the nickname though it weakened when he thought about the answer. Plastering his grin onto his face he nodded behind him, “care for a stroll Dais’ ?”

With a nod of agreement she turned to get her shoes, “if you wanted to see me you coulda just said that, yknow?”

“What and give you the satisfaction of knowin’ that?”

She hummed, “don’t act like it’s not true.”

Once slipping on her other shoe she got up and smoothed out her dress, “After you goodsir!” She’d cleared her throat and put on an abominable attempt at a posh English accent.

He looked at her with feign concern, “you’re so weird, I hope you realise that.”

“You love it.”

The pair walked side by side for a while, talking about random topics before Daisy studied the boys face quizzically. He still had the same boyish look as he did when they first met and his face, while not childlike, was still youthful and friendly. He had grown into his looks and his blonde curls complemented his complexion.

As if sensing her stare, Mikey looked to her and raised a brow in question.

“As nice as this is…I doubt you just wanted to walk around?”

Mikey sighed and shoved his hands in his trouser pockets out of habit, “erm’ yeah..I have news”

It was her turn to raise an eyebrow at him, “news?”

“Yes. News.” He looked contradicted with his brows furrowed and his usual grin that almost seemed permanently drawn on his face replaced with a frown.

The girl felt her own lips being pulled into a frown, what news could possibly make the cheery boy look so…nervous? The look unnerved her, like he wasn’t sad for himself but rather for her. Had he done something? Something bad? Maybe he had lost her copy of ‘The Hobbit’ she had lent him? Had he broken the chain necklace she had bought him for his birthday?

Her thoughts where answered by him blurting the ‘news’ out.

“I enlisted.”

She stared dumbly at him for a second, like she hasn’t heard what he had said. Regrettably on her part, she had.

“What?”

“Yeah..with Tommy and some of the others..” he cleared his throat, looking at the girl with the same expression as before but this time she understood why.

Of course she knew they would have to sign up eventually but she’d thought that would be months from now, they all did.

Not wanting to make this any harder, she just nodded her head. “Oh..when..” she cleared her throat for what felt like the millionth time, “when are you leaving?”

“Thursday..” she felt like the earth had crumbled under her at his words and he had obviously noticed, “listen Dais’ I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.. I didn’t know how too” his eyes where almost pleading with her too understand and she hated that he had such an effect on her.

“We can do some real good out there Daisy…I need to do my part, we all do” He continued, “they say the war could be over in less than a year anyways, plus the airborne pays 50 dollars a month..you know my ma could use the money.”

She knew he was right but the thought of him leaving and being out there made her feel ill. She’d hear about the war in Europe over the radio and in the newspapers.

With a few blinks to stop herself from crying she looked at him, “you best stay safe, ya hear?”

He grinned despite her serious expression, perhaps trying to relieve the tension, “yes ma’am”

“I’m serious idiot..” she wrapped her arms tightly around him and buried her head in his neck, her words becoming muffled, “you need to be safe.”

She felt his own arms wrap around her just as tightly and could feel his chest vibrate with a laugh, “what am I gonna do without you looking after me eh?”

“Something stupid…” she mumbled.

“You’ll..you’ll write to me yeah?”

“Course..” she let out a breathy laugh, “I need to make sure you take care of yourself..”

July 14th 1942,

The station was packed with people, mothers holding onto their sons, sisters grasping onto their brothers arms, friends bidding each other goodbye and newly engaged couples whispering promises to each other.

Mikey was stood in the mix of all this, with his parents and sisters. He and Tommy had already said goodbye to all their friends and he was going through the same thing with his own family.

His mother was already crying and he and Esme where doing their best to console her.

“It’s alright Ma, he’ll be okay.”

While Esme rubbed their mothers back soothingly, Mikey crouched down to his younger sisters height.

“Do you have to go?” She pouted, her big eyes staring up at him.

“I’m sorry Flo..I’ll be back before ya know it, okay?” He ruffled up her hair which earned loud complaints from the young girl, her hands swatting at his arm.

“Come here then.” He said with a grin and scooped her into his arms, “wooph’ you’re getting heavy Flo!”

The blonde girl grinned at him, “uh huh! I’m taller than Gemma from next door now!”

He matched her grin, “atta’ girl Flo.” He plopped her down with a final squeeze and turned to Esme.

“You be safe now Mikey..or all come down their and sort you out myself!“ she didn’t wait for him to reply before hugging him tightly.

“Love ya Es’..”

“Love you too.”

He lowered his voice, “take care of Flo and Ma for me.”

“Course..” she smiled as they let go of each other and she pushed him to his mother.

Without wasting a second his mother embraced him tight, peppering kisses on his cheeks and pulling him down slightly due to his height.

She pushed away and looked him straight in the eyes, “you be safe, okay mikey? You right to us as much as you can and you make sure you eat enough!”

“I will ma.”

His mother smiled up at him, still holding his face in her hands. “I love ya, okay? I’ll be praying for you and the rest of the boys.” He could tell his mother was fighting back another bout of tears as she looked at him with glossy eyes and a slightly quivering lip.

Daisy was almost positive she had never ran so much in her life..well she supposed she’d never had any reason to run half way across the city for anything before. She’d much prefer a long stroll where she could relax and not feel like her flats where shrinking in size with each strike her feet made to the ground. Alas here she was, shooting down the street as orderly as possible to try and keep at least some of her modesty.

What an image she must have been..hair tussled by the wind and her cheeks red with exhaustion as she high tailed it like a lunatic.

She only had one thing on her mind however, and that was not how she looked to any passersby but the fact that if she didn’t speed up then she wouldn’t be able to say her goodbye to Mikey. Well she’d prefer not to refer to it as a ‘goodbye’ more of a ‘I’ll see you when you get back’ or a ‘I’ll be waiting for you when you return’…goodness, perhaps she had read to many romance novels.

With a huff, she stopped at the entrance to the station and scanned the crowd.

Her eyes where immediately drawn to the familiar blonde curls of her best friend who was being tightly held by his mother. Daisy felt her heart ache at the sight as she made her way over to the family.

It was Esme who spotted her first, giving the slightly younger girl a tight, sad smile, “Heya Daisy..”

Daisy gave the women, who she considered a sister a small squeeze to the arm in an attempt of comfort as she turned to look at Mikey.

He was already looking at her and she couldn’t help trying to memorise his features. From his mop of curls that fell slightly into his sight to his eyes which where like calm seas made bright by the sun and to the exact part of his cheeks where his dulled freckles disappeared and where his, in Daisy’s opinion quite charming, dimples appear whenever a smile graces his face.

Without a word from either of them, Daisy wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him into a tight hug. A silent promise is made between the two and when she squeezes his neck ever so slightly tighter she can tell he knows what is meant.

She feels her throat tighten up as her vision blurs and becomes watery, “I’ll miss you..” if Mikey heard her voice crack,he didn’t acknowledge it, only holding her tighter. She’s confused at his silence at first but when he utters his next words she felt..ambivalent.

‘I love you’

It felt like a growing weight had been lifted off of her chest but simultaneously like she was drowning. Like water was filling her lungs..but at the same time like she could finally breath again.

The whistle from the train interrupted her train of thoughts and the two pulled away from each other.

She watched silently as Mikey gathered up his belongings and with a last goodbye to his mother and sisters made his way onto the train.

They locked as when he turned around, already stood on the train.

Unable to find her voice, she simply nodded at him and hoped that the one gesture could speak the a thousand words she wished to say to him. From the smile he sent her way in return, she was quite sure he’d understood…

‘I love you too’

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