It was all so peaceful! Not at all what one would expect, after seeing pictures of all those refugees and all those soldiers fighting, and the dead lying in the street in some little town whose name she could not pronounce correctly.
"Did you hear Art tell about taking a letter to dad the day before ?" she asked abruptly.

"He wasn't telling the truth, not all the time.
But somehow I believe that was the truth.

He said dad stuck it in the pocket of his chaps.

I believe it's there yet, Lite.

I don't remember ever looking into that pocket.