Gatow Airbase, Berlin
Gatow Airbase, BerlinTom held up his glass in a toast, smiling at the antics of his fellows. Despite being far away from home, everyone was in an overwhelming celebratory mood. The temporary barracks had grown into a permanent home. Some of the married officers had been allowed to bring their wives and children for the holidays – and possibly to stay. The British Army was preparing to stay for a long, long time in Germany.
Despite the jolly mood during the Christmas meal and the dance afterward, Tom couldn’t muster up much enthusiasm. He’d rather be with Ursula.
“Westlake, why the sad face? There are plenty of unattached females on their way,” Ken called out. The man had been beaming with delight since the moment his wife had arrived two days earlier and seemingly
