Souls untouched

Will you love me tomorrow?
Yes.
How much will you love me?
Enough.
Enough?
Yes.
But I want love for eternity. A love they write books about.
I think you want romance not love.
I do.
Well my love will keep you warm and fed.
But...
Tomorrow comes. Choose.
No!

Remember least we forget

'Is it true daddy', asked Jake with the honesty of innocence. Before we die perhaps we regain that humility and hope. 
           George, his father, thought he knew better. 'It's a sea of yellow story told to—'
           The knock at the door gave George eventual humility and lost Jake his innocence.

When you can’t avoid or report

I just knew you were trouble the moment I—
Only because you have no ear—
Who is giving the orders?
If you have to ask.
I will report you to the sponsors.
The one who slept with me or the one who avoids you?
Just sing…just—
                                                Darling, I was.

Old soldiers never die they just fade away

 

'We met on the 9.42 to London from...from...I forget,' said Keith, wiping his brow in the heat.
           'It was from Hitchen. Station gone. Chinese restaurant now don’t you know,' said George. 'Cold so very cold.'
           Keith knew better then to argue and just touched George's hand. 'I know.'

The Enemy Within

'Hände bis, Englische hunde.’
           Sir, if they don’t shoot you, I will.’
24 Hours earlier
I'm sorry Sir, but I think using Elefanten erinnern nur selten ein picknick-rumpus as a password will blow our cover.'
           'Look you may be some hotshot in civvy street, but here I give the orders.

When the cure was worse

 

I knew as my hand touched her, she was ill; the skin was too scratchy for a woman who had others cook and clean. 
            'Please take a seat, ' I said, weighing up her fee.
            What they paid, told me, the truth they wanted. I reckoned she wanted expensive lies.

Motel Loves

'Did you see that?' 
            Christie prodded Keith
            ’What, Its only six.’
            'Look. The woman behind the lace curtain over in 42.’
            'So? It's her room.’
            ‘Yes but isn’t it old Pulaski's wife?’
            Keith rolled over and said, 'What would she be doing here?'
            'Someone 20 years younger and 40lbs lighter.'