As hard as it was, having him look at her like she was almost a stranger, it would've been worse to lose him completely. That would've broken her. No, she would never wish for the opposite, not ever. Not even if he never remembers her or anything about their lives, their blossoming love, anything. He was alive and relatively well, she could not be more thankful for that. She'd do all she could to help him however she could.
"I'm glad I did it too," she remarked because being a comfort to those who needed it, well sometimes she imagined that he was one of those boys she was comforting. Or she hoped that some nurse out there would be as kind to him when he needed it, if he ever came home. Perhaps it was also good practice just in case he'd need some nursing when he came home. Either way, she was glad to do her bit, just like he had done his. "And I'm sure the boys who wanted me to marry them appreciated it too," she laughed softly before tipping the pot to drain the water, carefully.
"There's sweet sun tea on the window sill over there if you'd like that. It should be done by now. I started it a few days ago." Actually right before she left for the store and saw him. "And there's ice in the icebox if you'd like it chilled." She pulled the pot back before moving to get the milk and butter from the fridge, checking the roast on the way. "I don't mind. It's nice to have something to do." And especially for him. But still, her father hadn't wanted her to go into the hospital. And he preferred her to stay around the house when he was away, he took the car after all. "I'm sure she does. Your brother and sisters aren't there anymore and they need someone young and spry to get the job done."
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"I'm glad I did it too," she remarked because being a comfort to those who needed it, well sometimes she imagined that he was one of those boys she was comforting. Or she hoped that some nurse out there would be as kind to him when he needed it, if he ever came home. Perhaps it was also good practice just in case he'd need some nursing when he came home. Either way, she was glad to do her bit, just like he had done his. "And I'm sure the boys who wanted me to marry them appreciated it too," she laughed softly before tipping the pot to drain the water, carefully.
"There's sweet sun tea on the window sill over there if you'd like that. It should be done by now. I started it a few days ago." Actually right before she left for the store and saw him. "And there's ice in the icebox if you'd like it chilled." She pulled the pot back before moving to get the milk and butter from the fridge, checking the roast on the way. "I don't mind. It's nice to have something to do." And especially for him. But still, her father hadn't wanted her to go into the hospital. And he preferred her to stay around the house when he was away, he took the car after all. "I'm sure she does. Your brother and sisters aren't there anymore and they need someone young and spry to get the job done."