Chapter 724 A New Georgy-girl:>Ep20

• Days went by, then more days, then even more, and it still didn't get better. I kissed daddy and mummy and forgave them for letting go of Will, but it didn't make it better, he still wasn't there and it still hurt so much. There was so much bubbling around inside me over this; loss of my best friend and biggest cheerleader, a big, empty, echoing space in my life where Willie should have been, a feeling of dislocation and something deeply wrong, like the universe had taken a sidestep, and fear way down deep inside because Willie wasn't gone because he was at university; I could have lived with that.
• No, my fears were circling around where he was, and what he was training for; he was going to be a soldier, an officer in the army, and he was getting ready to go to war far away, our soldiers were dying in that war because it wasn't a game, it was a real place, a death-place, and he was going there...
• He'd always wanted to serve in both his and my daddy's regiment, The Blues and Royals and be a tank commander in the armoured regiment like his daddy. Willie was never going to wear that shiny breastplate and carry a sword and escort the queen on a black horse through London looking all romantic and historic like daddy had; no, he was going to drive a tin can in a killing-zone and wait to be attacked, or lead formations of tin cans and hope the Taliban didn't have sufficient firepower to knock them out. He was training to be a target, and my heart ached and shuddered at the thought of him fighting alone, so far from home, knowing he was the trophy scalp those crazy lunatics were looking for.