Margaret had been outwardly unaffected until the Gunny related how Voltaire figured into the conversation – his play Candide was about a young innoc...nt lad who believed what he was told – and he had been told that "All is for the best in this, the best of all possible worlds," even though he lived through a series of events that would sharply contradict it.She nodded when he told her that Voltaire had been active in the defense of Byng, and protested against Byng having been made a scapegoat by. ”“H-how are you going to know it's them?” I asked, unsure of his decision.“Simple… I just need to look for some shithead snapping pictures of an empty hallway for no reason… now you get to class, I have a job to do.” He said with this reassuring smile.I nodded to him and turned to open the door to walk into a nearly empty room. Even with everything going on I had still unconsciously given myself plenty of time before the lesson started. When I took my seat I was a tightly bunched ball of. ”“I wouldn’t you know, you should ask.”In the most serious voice I could muster I asked, “Antonia will you have dinner with me tonight?”“Let’s see how I feel, I’m sore and still a little queasy,” she answered.“What can I do to help?” I asked.“Just keep rubbing my back, you’ve got nice hands.”After ten or fifteen minutes she sat up, “Antonia’s got to tinkle,” as she wobbled to the bathroom.She was gone a long time, when she came out she had a dazed expression on her face, I started to get up but. You wanted to be where we had made so many happy memories and you gave your last breath to do it. That’s true devotion and true love Thomas.’ Mary said. Thomas’ eyes filled with tears. ‘I’ve missed you so much.’ Thomas said. He pulled Mary into a firm embrace. She held onto him just as hard. ‘I can’t imagine how difficult the past 45 years have been for you Thomas. I’ve watched with pride as you raised our children and held our grandchildren and even our great grandchildren in your arms, but.