When her plane-crazy high school sweetheart goes off to join the Army Air Corps, Pam Wright writes him often but is disappointed that he doesn’t reply to every letter. She’s lonely, hurting from his seeming lack of interest, and dances with someone else one Saturday night.
By the time Pearl Harbor is attacked, Lieutenant Tom Shafer has been home on leave, explained how busy he’s been with officer training, and made sure Pam will be waiting for him after the war. He’s also had a fight with the guy who won’t leave her alone after that one dance. But is it safe to leave her in the same town with this obsessed bully? How can Tom fulfill his promises to protect both his country and the love of his life?
Page Count: 238
Word Count 65300
Print ISBN: 1-60154-931-8
“Will you tell me where Vic Houston is?”
Jake nodded toward an old blue Oldsmobile. “He’s working under the hood over there.”
“Thanks, Jake.” The smell of gas, grease, and rubber hit Tom's nose as he made his way to the Olds. He saw Vic with a wrench, tightening something in the engine. Tom leaned against the fender. “Vic, do you have a moment?”
Vic looked surprised, and Tom noticed his grease-grimed hand clench the wrench tighter. “What do you want, Shafer?” His voice was rough.
“I didn’t come here to fight you, but before I leave to go back to base, I have something to say. If I hear you’ve hurt Pam in any way, I will find you.”
Vic's fingers bunched the dirty cloth that covered the radiator grill. “I don’t plan to hurt Pam, but that doesn’t mean I won’t try to date her. And the big-time flyboy didn’t bring any charges against me. Are you too chicken?” He spit on the floor by Tom’s feet.