LOVE AND WAR ( A story of peace and blood)

is Watkins, a dedicated nurse with tired eyes and calloused hands, held her baby boy close to her chest, tears of joy mixing with the sweat on her bro

amed h

enough to keep food on the table. George toiled under the sun from dawn till dusk, and Louis worked long

even, he had already become familiar with the scent of freshly tilled soil and the feel of warm soup shared afte

ifferent kind

s quickly across their papers, John stared blankly at the chalkboard, letters jumbling into meaningless s

his desk, "you need to try harder. I know it's not ea

yes downcast, cheek

, cheerful boy with a laugh that could echo through an entire building. Ferdinand was thin and smart-mouthed, always quic

ay, tossing a football across the schoolyard

yone shared

a mouth full of cruel words, never mi

ssed by the hallway one morning. "Did your

ied to ignore it, but the bullying chipped away at his spirit. Every insu

ngs weren't

iscipline were the only keys to a better life. So when Miss Hewitt sen

air!" he yelled, slamming

trembling. "He's trying, George. N

ten and still can't s

pretending to be asleep in the corner room, curled into a ball under his th

make him smarter?" Louis cried.

Louis? Watch him fail? Watch him

rning into blame was heavier than any bully's punch. He wanted t

promise in John's heart-a vow made through t

would be mor

than a struggling student. More than

ould

oy with a bruised spirit, two loyal friend