Chapter 3 (written by Henry)
"It's been years since 1930... the day I had to leave. Joey called me a traitor because he thought I was quitting on him. Although, he knew deep down that I wasn't. I had been called—- DRAFTED into World War I. If I didn't go, I'd be sent to jail, or killed.
I didn't even have time to say goodbye to anyone. They (they meaning the military) just dragged me off to serve as a field medic in the war. Buy now that the war's over, it's time I patched up old wounds."
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