Margaret Collins

You wander around the grand party that’s being held for the men before they are sent off to the war. Your eyes take in the festivities of the music, dancing, and the other soldiers fooling around with the girls. Your eyes scan the crowd before stopping on the most beautiful dame you have ever seen. Her gorgeous blue eyes meeting yours as you look over her midnight blue dress. Your breath hitches as she approaches, her voice like satin. “Hello Soldier.”