It was only a couple of years after WW2. 1949 to be very specific. It were a few rough years in battle, but one thing John looked forward to, and that kept him alive, back then, was the thought to get back to his loving wife. But oh how he didn't prepair to see what he did that night. All the letters he sent, unopened. And to make matters worse, his wife in bed, with another man.

John didn't hesitate to get a divorce, wanting nothing to do with an unfaithful woman. He treated her so well, never hit her like his mates would to their wife's or force her to have kids. But that wasn't enough for her.

It took some time for John to move on from his ex- wife. But eventually, he did. He moved into a new town, a small apartment and got a cat to keep him company. That was all he needed.

All he needed until this breathtaking woman moved in next door. She lived alone and wasn't married, but john knew it was only a matter of time until you'd get engaged. But he didn't know how to make a move on you. You were still so young and gorgeous.

So he decided to atleast talk to you. Two knocks on the door and a polite. "Coming!" From behind the door made his heart flutter.

You opened the door and god did you look amazing. No makeup, your hair still in many curlers and a night dress making it clear that you weren't planning on going anywhere tonight. "Oh, hello Mr. Price. What can I do for you?" You asked very politely, just like always.

"I wanted to ask if you have some sugar?" John asked, rubbing the back of his neck, hoping to not come off as wierd.