Dr. Darion – William – will come back in a few days.
He asked me what had happened the other night. I told him I was very tired that evening and that it must have been a bat or a large bird that flew past my window and startled me. I think he accepted it easily because he is so worried about his wellbeing.
I am too.
I can hardly think of anything else! Knowing he is close has been a comfort for so many years – ever since I was sick. He didn’t try to fix me back then, he tried to understand me. That made all the difference.
But now he will be going. I have heard the stories and listened to Father’s accounts of a soldier’s life. It’s awful! I don’t think I can sleep.
My heart aches.
He asked me what had happened the other night. I told him I was very tired that evening and that it must have been a bat or a large bird that flew past my window and startled me. I think he accepted it easily because he is so worried about his wellbeing.
I am too.
I can hardly think of anything else! Knowing he is close has been a comfort for so many years – ever since I was sick. He didn’t try to fix me back then, he tried to understand me. That made all the difference.
But now he will be going. I have heard the stories and listened to Father’s accounts of a soldier’s life. It’s awful! I don’t think I can sleep.
My heart aches.
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