People had been congradulating and patting him on the shoulder all day. Why on earth were they doing that?
When Colet got to the main tent, he found a very angry Jeanne. "I don't care what you do on your own time, but you just took Marcel out of battle."
Colet was confused. "What in the name of France is everyone's problem?"
Just then, Marcel entered the tent. "Ah, Colette, I've been looking all over for you." His cheerfulness was even more so. "I have wonderful knews. I'm pregnant."
Colet shot up in his cot. What kind of dream was that? He looked over to see Marcel sleeping soundly. Colet ran his fingers through his hair. That settled it, no more wine before bed.
