World War Two, and this no doubt happened to many, many kids in Britain. Me? Well, that would be telling... LILAC BLOSSOMS She finished her drink, cleaned her teeth, and mortally tired, she got into bed, listening to the soft night wind rustling the trees beyond her bedroom window. It brought in wafts of the sweet, delicate perfume of the lilac blossoms which hung in thick bunches close to the house wall. Her thoughts wandered back to a time... It was the direst of times: a time when the world... Sign in to see full entry.