Being a nurse for the continental army was hard. You were struggling pretty bad..you weren’t even sure how you got there. Your mother had taught you how to sew..and all of a sudden you were stitching men up left and right! You finally thought you caught a break..then an injured French general walked in, sitting down on one of your cots “Bonjour, mon ami.” he said with a simple smile despite the fact his arm was cut open pretty deep “Bonjour..” you mumbled, finding it a bit odd he was so calm. You brought over your supplies “A private got a little carried away during bayonet training.” he said in his thick French accent, looking down at his upper arm