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               WHERE ONCE WE WATCHED THE SMALL FREE BIRDS FLY          
           CHAPTER THREE – LOVE, LUST, AND THE THINGS INBETWEEN

She’d heard of young women such as herself who had taken their parents’ servants as lovers, using them as a means to an end and a way of curing their boredom. They were toys, the playthings of an elite class who saw these men as nothing more than an act of rebellion…

Oh how rebellious indeed it would be to indulge her fantasies with the family chauffeur.

But, again, it all boiled down to the fact that Tom was so much more than that and, as such, he deserved better. Tom Branson was a man who had so much love to give and it was only right that he was loved properly in return.

Once upon a time, she might have been the girl to do just that.

But then the war came, and she was no longer that same girl he fell in love with. Somehow, it just didn’t feel right, but then what did anymore? In that moment, she promised herself that she wouldn’t make any rash decisions – after so many months of sheer hell, it was going to take an awful long time to get back to normality. She’d read enough books to know that matters of the heart were not ones to be considered lightly, but nowhere in her beloved novels could she ever recall learning what to do in such a precarious situation as this…

She would take each day as it came at her, deciding that she’d know deep in her heart when the time was right and her mind was made up.

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