Number 5 CCS Corbie, Thursday, 19 October 1916
‘How’s Len getting on, Lex?’ Lucy asked. The three friends were sitting together eating dinner.
‘He’s being transferred to Number 1, General Hospital at Rouen,’ Alex said. ‘I’ve asked Tubs for leave.’
‘Did you have to give a reason?’ Vicky asked.
‘I told her I wanted to see my fiancé who was recovering after being wounded. She says she’ll let me know this evening.’
‘Does she know he’s a private?’
‘She’d have to be blind not to know, the way Lex has been mooning around him while he’s been here,’ Lucy said. ‘It’s plain as a pikestaff.’
‘I don’t care. If he’d been left in that shell hole any longer he’d be dead. I’m terrified what will happen when he’s recovered.’ Lex wiped her eyes. ‘I wish he didn’t have to go back to the front, but I kn
