“I understand. I"m so, so sorry for what I did yesterday.”
“I"m sorry too. I never wanted to hurt you. Please promise you"ll never do that to me again.”
“I swear it.”
Cliesh leant against me. “It"s just wonderful; I called the Fort and found you again.” She turned her head and smiled. “Are you feeling better; how about a Kir?”
“I could do with that.”
We sipped the Kir. The dry white wine flavoured with a splash of cassis tasted good. I felt good again; and I was hungry. “How about a bite of supper?”
“That"s a wonderful idea. Why don"t we have supper here? I could make a Salad Nicoise. Would you like that?”
“Lets make it together. I can cook.”
“Yes, so you can. Dieter told me. You learn everything in the Legion.”
We laid the table and went to the small kitchen. Cliesh put on a brig
