"Survive!"
Helen couldn't remember how long she had been in a daze at that moment, or how she had looked at Fatty.
Only those who have truly experienced war, truly experienced despair, will understand how vastly different real war is from novels and movies.
Humans only appreciate the beauty of peace when faced with the reality of war. Thinking back now, the life of shopping, listening to music, traveling with friends, falling in love, and partying was so wonderful.
These are the rights of survival!
To use one's genes to pass on civilization. For humanity, there is no greater belief than this.
Helen's gaze involuntarily shifted to Fatty again... Sigh, it's better to just listen to their conversation. Fatty's hand was resting on his protruding belly, scratching...
