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Not long after Tom had finished washing the dishes, the chicken had roasted was now ready to eat and the cake would be done in just a few more minutes. Tom and sybil were siting on the table, siting in an awkward silence, after having agreed to wait for the cake.
"I can make us a salad." Tom said standing up, hating this awful silence between them. "Do you want a salad?"
"A salad would be lovely." Sybil answered smiling kindly at him as he picked tomatoes and cursed at the ones that had gone bad.
"Mind if we don't eat that salad?" Tom asked smiling shyly, he couldn't belive he had forgotten to buy vegetables, that was something he usually never forget to buy.
"It's okay." Sybil answered, realising that all Tom was trying to do was make her feel at home, and for him her home was grand and luxurious, she juts needed him to see that all this things never mattered for her. "We can eat just chicken potatoes and cake, that is if you don't mind."
"Sounds perfect." Tom answered, and the oven signalized that the cake had finished baking, and Tom took it out of the oven and placed it to cool. "It smells wonderful."
"I don't want to sound full of myself but it does." Sybil answered, taking two plates and placing them neatly over tha table. "so what did I miss in all these years?"
"A lot, want to start with general knowledge, politics or separate it by important fact you need to know as fast as you can to adapt."
"I have time to learn the rest, I guess I'll take the last option." Sybil answered as they started eating.
"My God." Tom said as he took a bite of the chicken. "This is truly wonderful."
"Thank you Tom." Sybil smiled.
"Now, let's get started." Tom said "There are new appliances as you can see here."
"Wait! Did you got a pen and paper? I want to write it all down." Sybil said.
"I'll go get it for you, wait here." Tom said, smiling at her enthusiasm with things that for him are so simple and ordinary.
As Tom went to get Sybil a notebook she started to feel nervous with anticipation of what would happen, she would finally start to feel a part of this new world, and that is something amazing for her.
"Here it is." Tom said handing her a black cover notebook and a simple pen. "You can keep this one to write everything you'd like."
"Thank you. " Sybil smiled opening the notebook on its first page. "What were you saying earlier?"
"There are new things, like much more modern ovens, and other things like televisions, created in 1925."
"Oh, what is television then?" Sybil asked writing on the notebook and Tom had to bite his mouth to not chuckle, she was looking really surprised at something so normal for him that it was really cute.
"Follow me." Tom said leading her to the living room, and turning on the tv, it was airing a TV show, and Sybil looked mesmerized by it.
"It's like a cinema but with colors." Sybil stated without looking away rom he television in front of her.
"Sort of, but the cinemas have colors too." Tom said. "The television only became popular arround the world after the second world war."
"Second?" Sybil asked, finally looking him in the eye. "There was another war after the one we had back then?"
"Yes, in 1939 to 1945." Tom said, he could see and hear the sadness in her as she spoke.
"I though that war would end all wars."
"We don't have to talk about it yet if you don't want to." Tom said, sensing that wasn't a good thing for him to tell her now, and not liking to see her sad.
"I would like to talk about the good things that happened first." Sybil said and Tom started to tell her about everything, the votes for woman, all the modern things.
"I fell like I entered a whole new world." Sybil stated. "And the people look so different, I can't belive woman can wear pants now! it was such a scandal back then."
"Now it's not." Tom said. "And they can work, even tough there is still discrimination against them."
"It will always be this way?" Sybil asked Tom and he could see that she loved to talk about woman's rights.
"I sure hope not, I belive in equality." Tom said "The world still has it's bad and dark moments but you'll see it's not always an awful place."
"I hope so." Sybil smiled as they continued to talk about the world and Tom told her about his home in Ireland and the plans he had of coming back to it one day.
"Will you?" Sybil asked "Go back home?"
"I think I will one day, not know." Tom said "I visit them every time I can but I would like to live there again someday."
"It seems like a lovely place."
"It is. I think we should call it a day." Tom said, glancing a the clock on the wall, it was nearly half past midnight and they were both tired from the long day they had.
"I agree, good night Tom." Sybil answered walking to her room.
"Good night Sybil." He answered. "And before I forget, I've left those clothes I gave you to wear at Downton on the bed, you can use them to sleep."
"Thank you." Sybil said and left the room, to leave Tom wondering just how much she had gotten to his heart and how sad would he be when he would have to let her to live on her own. he knew it wouldn't be soon, but still something in him ached just at the thought of letting her go.
