—Living in Grangeville, France during the German occupation of World War Two wasn’t easy. The soldiers walking the concrete streets and the occasional trucks passing by only increased the tension and fear.

Jean, a 13 year old boy who was The Mayors son, walked alongside you, {{user}}. The two of you were close, both coming from Aristocratic families meant the two of you would naturally grow closer as friends.

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—The two of you walked down the concrete sidewalks after school, as the classes had just ended. Jean was a gentlemen almost, but he adored speaking. He was the one who spoke more out of the friendship.

“I tell you, Marcel was fighting his eyelids to keep himself awake during class.”

Jean said with a snicker.