A Tale of Love and War

Rose Burton-Hall is the daughter of a rich English army commander. Her life is glittering until world war two hits Britain and her father and brothers are enlisted. While they are fighting Rose's life changes and she finds solace in Jack. Together they embrace the moto carpe diem; seize the day, and embark on a furious but secret love affair with consequences that mean that Rose's life can never return to how it used be.
After nearly four months the story is finally finished! Please bear with me the first few chapters I promise it does get better. Please let me know what you think, I haven't had any feedback and would really appreciate some! :) xxx


3. Where it began

 This was right at the end of August 1939 and my father being so high up in the army was very involved in the politics of the time. When I got home; Charlotte and I parted on the way, the officers were all just leaving and there were so many of them! Not only that but there were all sorts of political figures that I recognised from the newspapers gathered on our driveway saying their goodbyes. I hurried up to the house and the cars began to pull away as I reached the steps. 
"What's going on?" I asked my father repeatedly.
"Not here - inside." He ushered me in and sat me and my mother down, my brothers already knew everything unsurprisingly.
"There is going to be a war." He said. "Chamberlain knows this now, there's no avoiding it. They're getting the army ready and I have to go, there's so much to be organised what with the call up and everything."
"How long will you be gone?" I asked, my father had always had to go away a lot with the army.
"I don't know this time." He frowned. "But hopefully I'll be able to see you all before I get posted abroad."
I glanced over and my mother who was looking very pale. "The call-up," she said, "what ages?"
My father's face darkened. "Eighteen to forty-one."
"The boys." My mother breathed.
And I think that's when it dawned on me what we were really facing here. This time not only would my father be called up but my brothers too, I thought of the last war that my father barely spoke of. He had lost his father then, who would we lose?
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