No Peace with the Dawn: A Novel of the Great War
E.B. Wheeler, Jeffrey Bateman

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“This is my chance to show that I deserve to be a citizen of this country too. If I come back in a casket draped in the stars and stripes, they can’t say anymore that I’m not American.”
I know the style of the day is to be oblique and coy in letters, but I feel like I must tell you what is in my heart. If nothing else, our experiences in France must surely teach us that life is fleeting and that we must live it fully while we can.
To that end, I tell you now and forever that I am in love with you.
She pressed her lips together. “I can’t help it, Bert.” She lowered her voice. “I’m angry at God too. I thought He watched over people who tried to do the right thing, but I just feel powerless—helpless—when I see all the injustices around us. It's so wasteful. So empty and pointless.”
“You’ll find a way,” [Trudi] said. “You’ve proved you’re a fighter. A survivor.”