So, my sister and Robbie were never able to have the time together they both so longed for… and deserved. Which ever since I’ve… ever since I’ve always felt I prevented. But what sense of hope or satisfaction could a reader derive from an ending like that? So in the book, I wanted to give Robbie and Cecilia what they lost out on in life. I’d like to think this isn’t weakness or… evasion… but a final act of kindness. I gave them their happiness.
The Navy has earned our undying gratitude. The Army is undefeated. Courage has brought them through unconquered, their spirit unbowed. This is the epic of Dunkirk. A name that will live forever in the annals of warfare.