The Belgian Girls Quotes

“Lifting her face to the misty sky, she could see Maurice in her mind: those beautiful eyes that twinkled whenever he looked at her, that horrible, hilarious singing, the gentle touch of his hand, his strong arm around her waist, the feel of his lips on hers, his murmured promises of a love that would never die.

Then she saw what was directly before her: the shadowy outline of a land mass. The sun was behind the clouds and a fog hung over the sea, but when Gabrielle squinted, she was almost certain she was looking at England. This proud nation, whose soldiers were combating the Germans in the trenches of Belgium and France, was offering her a salary to join them in the fight. The tingling that overwhelmed her body had little to do with the enormous wave that had just crashed before her. Her pulse quickened She gripped the railing and leaned into the spray.

‘Maurice, my love,’ she whispered. ‘Forgive me. But I must go to war.”
― Kathryn J. Atwood, The Belgian Girls