Wewere planning on getting married before he shipped out anyway, so whyshould tongues wag? I wonder what Mother W will say? I think shealready suspe...ts I was in a family way before we got married. It'sprobably why she is so cold with me. People are strange. I wonder ifthere will ever be a time when a girl can just be in love and not haveto worry about what everyone else says about her.July 7, 1943. The Fourth of July started so well but didn't turn outthat way. Mother and Pa W came home. " She announced. "Are you ready for this?" Marion nodded.Sylvie turned the chair back. There was silence as Marion stared at her reflection. Staring back was the face from a glossy fashion magazine."That's not me." She spluttered. Sylvie agreed."No, it's not you. I think that person is ... Marianne, yes Marianne. A beautiful lady of a certain age. Confident in herself, willing to take on the world and to take pleasure when she chooses as she chooses." Marion looked askance at her new. My real name is Jack but the manager her wanted his guests to feel like this place was worth the prices, so we were to act as snooty as we could. ‘Cause French people and French food is snooty.” Fuck was he a piece of work. I had my day job working road construction, that kept me in really good shape but didn’t pay that well and wasn’t consistent. Here at “Le Bistro” the pay was good, so if that meant I had to use a fake (and really bad) accent, so be it. And it wasn’t like there was that much. He can’t keep his hands off of her.After two months on crutches, her cast came off and the doctor put her leg in a walking boot. The leg fracture had healed but her ankle still needed support. He massaged her ankle and put lotion on her scars every night. Yes, they were back in love and being the couple they should have been. Being pregnant, she doesn’t fly right now. No, she didn’t quit her job but she made it plain that her role would not require travel unless he was at her side. He had.