The war had put virtually everyone's lives on hold, he'd certainly picked up on - and remembered - that much. Some people had rushed into marriage only to be separated, and he could imagine that had been something he and Summer hadn't been ready for. Selfishly, he was glad for it now, because having her husband come back from war with no memory of their time together would have been worse than even this, no matter how deep feelings ran. But the fact that she'd waited for him, that she had still been waiting for him after six months of no letters, hadn't failed to make an impression on him - a deep one that had formed a connection and there was no way he could leave her, give up on this now. If he knew anything, it was that she was worth keeping, worth trying to remember for, worth giving another chance. Because she was doing the same for him, and he could only imagine how lucky he was to have her - especially when he was as good as dead and this might very well be worse, standing here in her kitchen unable to give her what she wanted. Again he wondered if things wouldn't have been better that way, for her, but he couldn't change them. He could only move forward and take this second chance at life.
"Now that I do remember," he finally chuckled, at her description of military boys - he knew it was accurate, could only imagine the reaction she got walking through those hospital halls. But she seemed more amused than offended, though when her mouth twisted so did hers, when she said she was taken. He wanted to say something more, something about how he wanted to be that man, but it still felt like a lie, like he was an impostor and the real Robert Leckie would come pushing through the front door demanding his girl back. "Well, I'm sure they appreciated it just as much as I must have, and I'm glad you did it." Maybe it was something she had needed, something those soldiers had needed too.
Of course, when she said she really didn't need help he wouldn't push, though he had to admit, "I don't even know if I can hold my liquor - better safe than sorry, I suppose." She'd mentioned coffee, so that would be fine for him. "I'm fine for now, I just wanted to help if you needed it. I'm sure it's been a long day for you, especially if you weren't feeling up to much. Though sometimes the more you lie around, the harder it is to get up again." His way of saying that he understood just how low you could slump, how he understood that sometimes you just had to make yourself get up and do things and if she really wanted to do them, he'd let her. "I admit, my mom was sure ready to have me take up my chores again, if nothing else," he said, trying for a little bit of humor again.
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"Now that I do remember," he finally chuckled, at her description of military boys - he knew it was accurate, could only imagine the reaction she got walking through those hospital halls. But she seemed more amused than offended, though when her mouth twisted so did hers, when she said she was taken. He wanted to say something more, something about how he wanted to be that man, but it still felt like a lie, like he was an impostor and the real Robert Leckie would come pushing through the front door demanding his girl back. "Well, I'm sure they appreciated it just as much as I must have, and I'm glad you did it." Maybe it was something she had needed, something those soldiers had needed too.
Of course, when she said she really didn't need help he wouldn't push, though he had to admit, "I don't even know if I can hold my liquor - better safe than sorry, I suppose." She'd mentioned coffee, so that would be fine for him. "I'm fine for now, I just wanted to help if you needed it. I'm sure it's been a long day for you, especially if you weren't feeling up to much. Though sometimes the more you lie around, the harder it is to get up again." His way of saying that he understood just how low you could slump, how he understood that sometimes you just had to make yourself get up and do things and if she really wanted to do them, he'd let her. "I admit, my mom was sure ready to have me take up my chores again, if nothing else," he said, trying for a little bit of humor again.