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Show Moon - 31 person, each family, each nation has a version of history that changes with every telling, depending on the wish of the moment * Anne felt a shamed relief that her husband was finally leaving for Europe. The war was all but won. It shouldn't be dangerous. And it would give her time, though she was not sure just what she needed time for. Joy was growing up into a little girl, and /Anne had hardly noticed. Living with Ruth in Evanston, she worried she might run into David. But Mr. Henry had been nice about letting her fill in when she was in town, and it felt good to sell railroad tickets again and to be out of that dark drafty house. Ever since he'd played Cupid, Mr. Henry liked to invite her into his office for the afternoon coffee break. He'd asked about James, probed for details of their dates-where had they gone, what had they said, when would they marry. Now he asked about her visits to James. At first Anne enjoyed him as she might a kindly inquisitive uncle. . One afternoon, he asked her to sit beside him on the leather sofa. He offered her a shot of brandy in her coffee. She politely refused. He poured a shot in his. Then he began to tell her that she was the sweetest young lady he'd ever known and he was so delighted she'd married James. But wasn't she lonely with her husband gone in the Army all the time? He put his arm across her shoulders. He tried to kiss her. She sprang up, filled with sorrow and anger, for now she could never again come back to this job. For this, she came to thank him because it gave resolve to leaving Ruth and setting up a household in the East to wait for James. Now she'd have time to get to know Joy, who was growing quieter every day. |