Tom entered the bar that teemed with mostly British and American soldiers, with a few civilians sprinkled here and there. He scanned the room but didn’t see Peter, Ursula’s brother-in-law, anywhere. A slight inquietude upset his stomach. He’d surprised Peter with the invitation to go out for a beer. The other man had accepted, but Tom had seen the glint of reluctance.
Surely, Peter must think it wasn’t appropriate for him to hang out with Tom in a bar, while his wife waited for him at home. Tom also had mixed feelings about going out with his pals. While he enjoyed the relaxation of an after-hour beer, the conversation inevitably turned to the topic of conquests and German Fräuleins. A topic he wished not to discuss.
Some of his comrades secretly whispered about him and suspiciously eyed
