Date: Still 4-28-2017
Kyle's encouraging words weren't enough to calm me down. Angry, I storm into John's private study room. He is discussing war plans with Cameron. He notices me and
dismisses Cameron from the room. "Paul was like a son to me. Now he is dead and it is all your fault! How many more people will die on your behalf?" I shout at him. "I never
wanted this war. People make their own destiny and fate. Would you prefer I spare their lives instead of mine?" John responds. Tenderly, I touch his check and stroke his hair.
This is my way of saying I love John and I can't live without him. "I have two small visitors for you" standing in the doorway, Cameron informs us. Joyfully, my little angels
whose names are Kitty (age 8) and Chance (age 6) run into my arms. They transform my frown into a smile.