God, don’t let him die!

Over the last 4 years Morag had lost what little religion she started with but when news arrived that Charlie had contracted flu she realised how much she wanted there to be a god so that he might spare Charlie. She wanted their life together. She had lost brothers and friends to the war. It seemed there wasn’t a street in Dundee that hadn’t lost a son or a father. Charlie survived the flu but it would be some months before he was fully recovered.