ChapterSeven
One evening, ten days beforeTony would be going to England, heand I were at our local pub, he told me that he was going home this coming weekend. He had called his parents, telling them that he wanted to see them before he left.
After his weekend visit to his parents, and just a few days before he would be leaving to go to England, Tony called me and asked, “Laura, may I see you tomorrow night? There’s something I think I would like to talk to you about.”
“Sure,”I said, somewhat unsettled.“How about 6:00?”
“That’s good,”Tony replied.“I’ll meet you tomorrow at the dorm.”
The following evening, Tony met me at my dorm, which was about a quarter mile from where he was dropped off by a guy at the base who drove him into town.
We greeted each other with a hug and a brief kiss,
