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PROLOGUE
As soon as they landed in Australia on that March day in 1942, the seven Army nurses –Lt. Heather McNeil and Lts. Beaubier, Smallwood, Twoyoungmen, Crowley, Killgrave, and Macaulay—received a heroic welcome.
“This is in recognition of the peril you endured while providing care to our wounded,” Major Cross greeted them as they disembarked from the plane which had brought them. “We’ll take you to a hotel in town where you can have a bath and a change of clothes.”
The six nurses who just deplaned were grateful. But then, everyone’s attention was diverted to the seventh nurse, who was being unloaded from the plane.
Lt. McNeil, the head nurse, was on a stretcher, in a catatonic state, scarcely conscious. Major Cross could hardly refrain from asking, “What happened? Has she been wounded?”
“Mais non, Major,” Lt. Beaubier replied. “But let us tell you all that has happened…..”
