Romance, engagement, and marriage.

The pure ecstasy of sex in the 1940s and the terror of warfare! 

Holding onto tin helmets, obscured vision through suffocating gas masks, tumultuous clouds of debris tumbling through a convoluted midnight sky from above, the girls scampered from installation to installation, from shelter to shelter, in an attempt to time the speed and distance of descending shells with a futile delusion of child-like imagination.

They would indeed make it to safety, eventually leading to a well-earned rest come the break of daylight, after having survived an outpost of complete and utter desolation miles from their vast Uxbridge headquarters, as ordered by section officers to young women struggling through yet another night shift of special operations.