“Cindy, I’m going away. I was hoping that you’d write. I’d cherish your letters. It would be a way to stay in touch, to stay close. Who knows what will happen? If we don’t loose this thread, when it’s all over we could see where it goes,” Phil offered in his most unpretentious tone, not revealing to Cynthia that he’d given the same speech to Laurie at Fort Benning and Patti at Fort Bragg.
He hasn’t even said that he loves me, but I know he does. He’s a man, isn’t he? He’ll never admit how he feels, Cynthia thought as she listened to Phil.
Cynthia accepted the small consolation that Genero had offered, and promised to write him every day. She reached up, wove her arms around his neck, and pulled him down to her. She’d make sure that he never forgot what was waiting for him in England. It
