Jack was mature now. Still a young man, not the boy he used to be. Their house was made of cinder blocks and timber. They had not seen Isobel for many years. Jack sometime wondered about her. But Liz seemd happy enough. He sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her
The war was over, everything now at peace once more. Jack and Elizabeth were now a married couple, still living in the country.
Liz sat on the wooden stand of their home, overlooking the bay. She's grown older over the years, her black hair reaching the small of her back, and slightly taller.
She wore Jacks locket around her neck, along with her wedding band.