She rememberedfeeling happy to be out with him. Tim's hand felt pleasant, she feltwanted. But like two different freeways that meet at the same exit, ...hejourney had made everything different.Tim and Bobbie returned to Bobbie's house late, they had walked long afterthe self heating coffee had gone. Walked until the cold began to creepinto their toes, after a hug, kiss, and 'Merry Christmas', Bobbie creptinto the dark house. Small colored lights cast strange shadows on thecorner. An oddly shaped. It was perhaps an hour before sunset.June was easy to find. She was sitting on a stump watching three young soldiers put up a small tent. She was wearing black boots and long, white breeches that buttoned down the sides and disappeared into them. She had on a patterned wool shirt like mine and a grenadier jacket with the sleeves turned back. Her soft hair was plaited and rolled up onto the back of her head. She looked happy and perhaps a stone heavier than the last time I had seen her.I sat. More

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