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The next day, Kim was feeling so better about everything. Ron sort of had a way to cheer her up, unlike everyone else. After dinner, Kim got dressed and went outside to take a walk. Everyone else was busy. Her mother and father went to an opera, her brothers were testing a new invention. It shocked her that she wasn't dead yet. Those inventions were almost deadly and could blow someone's head off.
It was a dark but warm night outside but not to hot. She walked a mile around the house before she went back inside. She found that her parents were in the dining room drinking wine and Ron standing by the door.
"Come in, Kimberly, we have something to discuss." said James after taking a sip of tea. Kim then followed her father's orders and came in and joined them, wondering what it was that needed to be discussed.
"What is it father?"
"Well, as you know, it is almost time for our annual mascerade ball that we hold every year..." James continued, as Kim thought, My God, another kissing-up-to-my-parents party. Whoopy! "...and we're inviting Lord Mankey so you can meet him." Well, this is truly just great, not only do I have to kiss up to everyone in the room, but i have to kiss up to some stranger I haven't even met. Brilliant!
"That's just great father." Kim said, trying to fake a smile.
"Yes it is, darling. He's very anxious to meet you." said Kim's mother.
"I'm sure he is." said Kim, laughing nervously. She looked over where Ron was and she caught him smiling at her but then he quickly turned his head in the other direction.
"Well then, it's settled. Come Andrea. We must retire." Her parents walked upstairs to their bedroom. Kim stayed in the dining room staring at the table. Then, Ron came over and sat down next to her.
"So, a party eh? Sounds like fun." said Ron with a smile.
"Yes. They had it every year since I could remember and I hate it." admitted Kim.
"Why's that?"
"Because, my father throws this event so that people could kiss up to him and tell him how great he is and me and my mother and brothers are like his little trophy family." Kim continued. "And now, he wants me to meet this, this Lord Joshua."
"Well, maybe he's not bad."
"Maybe is he. What if he's the worst possible person in the world? I can't marry him Ron. I just can't."
"I understand."
"Can I tell you something personal?"
"Sure."
"Ever since I was a little girl, I dreamed of marrying someone who I was hopelessly in love with. Someone who wanted to be with me for me and not for money. Silly isn't?"
"No, not at all. I've might have wanted the same thing."
"Really?"
"Yes. But it would be hard, because I'll always be gone cause of the war."
"I'm sure you'll work it out. I bet that that person would be really lucky to have you."
"Likewise."
"Why's that?"
"Because you're beautiful and thoughtful and you seem to care for other people. Most women aren't like that."
"Most men aren't like that either. But I bet that's why you're willing to die for everyone in all of France."
"It's hard. Sometimes I don't know if I'll make it through a battle." They looked into each other's eyes for a few moments. Kim never felt this way about anyone. Looking into his eyes made her feel like she could do anything. He made her feel like she could do anything. It was the most wonderful feeling in the world. Then Kim broke the silence.
"It's getting late, I should probably retire." she said softly.
"Yeah, get some sleep." he said. Kim liked how he cared about her. She smiled as she got up. Then, without thinking twice, she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.
"Good Night." she said walking out the dining room.
"Good Night, Kim." said Ron. He felt on top of the world