The Hope of Germany snippet..

So this is a bit of my story set in WWII, enjoy.


The sound was louder now it no longer came in short hiccup like squeaks, but now a continues crying.
 It was a sound Albert thought he should know but did not, it sounded harmless enough but he couldn't see anything from where he stood but it sounded very close.
So with his ears guiding him he came to a bush covered with delicate red blossoms with little pip like seeds,
Beneath the bush was a basked and in that basket was a baby!
Albert astounded just stood there, but with a sudden rush of concern he picked up the crying infant, eyes scanning the wood looking for somebody who the baby might belong to but saw non, a last his eyes fell on the basket it was just a simple picnic basket stuffed with soft blankets but suck on the side with a hat pin was a note,
 he unpinned it and read the swirly and graceful writing, it read.
Protect my baby don't give him to any one, don't even let them in a room alone with him and never  leave him..... he is the hope of Germany. please care for him.. Albert.
At that instant Albert felt very frightened and a million question came to his mind, how had the writer known his name? who was this baby? and what qualified him to care for him?
But then the baby squirmed from the cold and Albert wrapped him in one of the blankets from the basket and then placed the note in his pocket ,
"well if I'm going to care for you you'll need a name" said Albert, then his eyes fixed on the flowers with the pip like seeds and said. "hello pip" and pip smiled.

From her hiding place within the shrub she smiled, her baby was safe with a person who cared,
Then the tears came but she forced herself to stay put it was for the best. And as the boy, Albert left with her baby and all that had been left with him, she picked her self up and made her way home in tears but with  feeling she had done the right thing.