Early America

Will

I take a deep breath and shift in my seat, my shoulder bothering me.

Isa

It gets awkward and I look up, "Dont your parents want to spend time with you?"

Will

I shrug with my good shoulder, looking at her, "I think that if they wanted to, they wouldn't have dragged me to that stupid ball. I'm tired. I don't want to move for a few days. I just want to be still without worry."

Isa

I nod, "I bet you are."

Will

I nod and look away again, "They just care about their social status. Their son comes home from war, and what do they do? Show him off and brag that he made it back..."

Isa

I frown, "Thats not good. Selfish."

Will

I shake my head and look down, agreeing.

Isa

I nod and look down.

Will

I glance at her, "How did you and your family take the war?"

Isa

I sigh, "I tried to ignore it as much as possible. We just...dealt."

Will

I nod and look down again, "Did you ever think about me?"

Isa

I nod, looking down still, "All the time."

Will

I glance at her, studying her, "Really?"

Isa

I nod, "Yes."

Will

"Then why didn't you say anything when you found out it was me?" I ask.