Dear Diary,
The feelings I'm having are so wrong. I mean there is such a huge age difference between he and I. I'm not the kind of person who would normally worry about things like that though.
His family is so perfect. His wife and little girl. They welcomed me into their home and everything. Does this make me a horrible person?
The other day I helped Mrs. Hughes with dinner. She mentioned that I made a few smaller side dishes and Mr. Hughes complimented me. What he said stuck to me.
"Its delicious Winry. One day you'll make someone a good wife."
I could have had a stroke. I felt my heart skip a beat.
Evertime I look at him I have to fight a blush. My heart speeds up when he says my name. I actually misplaced my wrench thinking about him. Why?
Well after thinking about it for a while I've come to this conclusion. I'm in love with Maes Hughes.
Well maybe not love. But something like love.
Granny needs my help. Perhaps I'll write more later.
- Winry Rockbell