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Chapters (81)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Image
  4. Part I
  5. Prologue: Edie
  6. Chapter One: Harry
  7. Chapter Two: Harry
  8. Chapter Three: Harry
  9. Chapter Four: Harry
  10. Chapter Five: Edie
  11. Chapter Six: Harry
  12. Chapter Seven: Harry
  13. Chapter Eight: Harry
  14. Chapter Nine: Edie
  15. Chapter Ten: Harry
  16. Chapter Eleven: Edie
  17. Chapter Twelve: Harry
  18. Chapter Thirteen: Harry
  19. Chapter Fourteen: Edie
  20. Chapter Fifteen: Harry
  21. Chapter Sixteen: Harry
  22. Chapter Seventeen: Harry
  23. Chapter Eighteen: Harry
  24. Chapter Nineteen: Harry
  25. Chapter Twenty: Harry
  26. Chapter Twenty-One: Edie
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two: Harry
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three: Harry
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four: Harry
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five: Edie
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six: Harry
  32. Chapter Twenty-Seven: Harry
  33. Chapter Twenty-Eight: Harry
  34. Chapter Twenty-Nine: Harry
  35. Chapter Thirty: Harry
  36. Chapter Thirty-One: Edie
  37. Chapter Thirty-Two: Harry
  38. Chapter Thirty-Three: Harry
  39. Chapter Thirty-Four: Harry
  40. Chapter Thirty-Five: Harry
  41. Chapter Thirty-Six: Harry
  42. Chapter Thirty-Seven: Harry
  43. Chapter Thirty-Eight: Edie
  44. Chapter Thirty-Nine: Harry
  45. Chapter Forty: Edie
  46. Chapter Forty-One: Harry
  47. Chapter Forty-Two: Harry
  48. Chapter Forty-Three: Harry
  49. Chapter Forty-Four: Harry
  50. Chapter Forty-Five: Harry
  51. Chapter Forty-Six: Harry
  52. Chapter Forty-Seven: Edie
  53. Chapter Forty-Eight: Harry
  54. Chapter Forty-Nine: Harry
  55. Chapter Fifty: Harry
  56. Chapter Fifty-One: Harry
  57. Part II
  58. Chapter Fifty-Two: Harry
  59. Chapter Fifty-Three: Edie
  60. Chapter Fifty-Four: Harry
  61. Chapter Fifty-Five: Edie
  62. Chapter Fifty-Six: Harry
  63. Chapter Fifty-Seven: Edie
  64. Chapter Fifty-Eight: Harry
  65. Chapter Fifty-Nine: Edie
  66. Chapter Sixty: Harry
  67. Chapter Sixty-One: Edie
  68. Chapter Sixty-Two: Harry
  69. Chapter Sixty-Three: Edie
  70. Chapter Sixty-Four: Harry
  71. Chapter Sixty-Five: Edie
  72. Chapter Sixty-Six: Harry
  73. Chapter Sixty-Seven: Edie
  74. Chapter Sixty-Eight: Harry
  75. Epilogue: Harry and Edie
  76. Acknowledgments
  77. P.S. Insights, Interviews & More . . .*
  78. About the Author
  79. Q&A with Caroline Scott
  80. Praise
  81. About the Publisher

When the telegram had arrived at the end of October, she had somehow known what it would say. There was just something about him when he came back on leave; a recklessness, she supposed she might call it; something precarious; a sense that he had already started letting go. And yet, could she have got that wrong? She can remember so few of his words that week, but as he had readied to leave, he had said, “It will all be over in another year and then I’ll start again.” She wasn’t sure that she believed him then, as he had stood in the doorway, heading back to the station. She had doubted his conviction. But had she just misunderstood? Had she misread him? She had seen weariness on his face and read it as a reluctance to return to the war, but was it rather that his trust in her was dying? Was he giving up on her in that moment? Could he, even then, have been planning a different course? Did he really say “I” and not “we,” and if he had, was that significant?

Harry’s letters are in the same box. She doesn’t mean to reread them, but even the appearance of his writing on the page is so different from Francis’s letters. Harry had so many more words. He had spoken to her in his letters, while after Will’s death Francis had always seemed to just be repeating a script. At the top of the pile, Harry’s P.S. thanks her for pencils. I can see where you have sharpened them with a knife. I can picture you on the kitchen step with the paring knife. It will break my heart when I have to sharpen them again. And that was just how they were together, Harry and her. It had always been like that, and neither of them would have really let it spill over into anything that they needed to feel guilty about. Neither of them would have hurt Francis. They never even needed to speak about bridges that mustn’t be crossed; it was just understood that there was a limit. But, of course, she realizes now that Francis was watching. Of course he was listening to them. Of course he didn’t understand that there was a limit. How far did he think it had gone?