She wanted to tell him that he didn't need to thank her but she had a feeling that he did, that he wanted to thank her so she let him, offering him a smile in return before he moved on to comment on what she said next. "You weren't the really bad kind of rebel, just a trouble maker." Of course as his hand slid down her arm, she almost trembled with how perfect it felt, how much she just wanted more of it. "About me?" She realized that it was true, he didn't know anything about her anymore. And he had no letters to learn from. She glanced at him when he said he should already know, shaking her head. "But you don't. It's okay, I mean... I don't mind. I just don't know where to start."
What was important to this Robert Leckie? How did she begin sharing a life she'd already been sharing with him. "I'm twenty one years old." An old maid by some people's standards. "I've lived in this house my whole life. My father is a surgeon, he does reconstructive surgery so lately he's been traveling a lot, the government pays him to help soldiers." She moved to stir the potatoes, unable to say the next part without sound a little shaky. "My mother died when I was eleven giving birth to a boy. He didn't survive either." She chewed on her lip for a moment before glancing back at him. "I've been working at the hospital because I thought that being around the soliders and cheering them up would somehow help me miss you less. And you seemed to really appreciate the fact that I did that. So it only made me want to stick with it."
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What was important to this Robert Leckie? How did she begin sharing a life she'd already been sharing with him. "I'm twenty one years old." An old maid by some people's standards. "I've lived in this house my whole life. My father is a surgeon, he does reconstructive surgery so lately he's been traveling a lot, the government pays him to help soldiers." She moved to stir the potatoes, unable to say the next part without sound a little shaky. "My mother died when I was eleven giving birth to a boy. He didn't survive either." She chewed on her lip for a moment before glancing back at him. "I've been working at the hospital because I thought that being around the soliders and cheering them up would somehow help me miss you less. And you seemed to really appreciate the fact that I did that. So it only made me want to stick with it."