No Surrender | a Tale of Two Brothers

'Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember.
No retreat, baby, no surrender.

The elder brother was taller. Rebellious. Reckless, even. But loyal to the core. 
The younger brother looked up to his older brother, but often didn't understand him. They bickered and argued even in the thick of the Battle of Gettysburg when they fought at the base of Little Round Top.

Unbeknownst to the other, these brothers had promised their Ma to look after the other.
Two long years of war later, the older one took it almost too far and almost got himself shot at one point before they charged over the stone wall near Devil's Den and crossed closer to the Wheatfield.

Blood brothers on a summer's night with a vow to defend.
No retreat, baby, no surrender.

The older brother wasn't too keen on the idea of his younger brother getting his hopes up about a girl at home who was from a class above them and acted like it. But the war changed all their hearts.
And they would never be the same again.

Just a glimpse into what I've been working on lately. And spoiler-free because I'm mean like that. 
And yes I used Bruce Springsteen lyrics in a blog post. About my novel{s}. My dad's quite proud.
Meghan Gorecki
Meghan Gorecki

Words, history, and grace color my days here in The Burgh where I seek out the perfect coffee and red lipstick.