In Love and War Page #7

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Harry sometimes.

Yes, he says you've

been...Writing.

Sold a few pieces.

Jesus, it's stuffy

in here.

Beautiful.

Just as I'd imagined

it would be.

My little palazzo

in the woods.

I heard you and, uh,

Dr. what's-his-name

didn't go through with it.

Why not?

Too old?

It was a mistake.

There was always

somebody else.

Anyone I know?

Who else but you, Ernie?

It still is. That's why

i had to come back here,

and I had to tell you

how sorry I am.

Sorry for what?

It was the war.

Lot of things happen

in the war.

What did either

of us know?

No, we knew.

We knew.

You can't deny that.

We had a fling...

Kid stuff.

There's still

a part of me that...

Wants to take you

in my arms.

Just like it used to be.

But I've changed.

Of course.

Things change.

It wouldn't work.

Not now.

Not this time.

Oh, kid.

Kid grew up, ag.

Thanks to you.

I love you.

I'll love you

as long as I live.

Agnes:
I never saw Ernie again

after walloon lake.

I often wonder

what might have happened

if he had taken me

in his arms.

But I guess his pride

meant he wasn't able

to forgive me.

Some say he lived

with the pain of it

all his life.

The hurt boy became

the angry man,

a brilliant,

tough adventurer,

who was the most famous

writer of his generation.

And the kid he had been...

Eager...idealistic...

and tender...

Lived on only in my heart.

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