"I look like him, a bit. So does Peter. We took more after him than Mum. His name was John, and he taught, until the war started, and after it. He told me when I was little that I finished off the family rather nicely, which is why I didn't have a younger sibling. He was an officer in the Royal Navy, and he wrote letters to Mother every night. She kept his picture by her bed. He laughed a great deal, and he sang us to sleep, and when he came home...when he came home, we all cried, and I heard him tell Mother he barely recognized us all, and I realized I hadn't seen him for years, and then I realized that for me it had been nearly twenty years since I'd seen him. It was strange," she finishes, slowly.
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"I look like him, a bit. So does Peter. We took more after him than Mum. His name was John, and he taught, until the war started, and after it. He told me when I was little that I finished off the family rather nicely, which is why I didn't have a younger sibling. He was an officer in the Royal Navy, and he wrote letters to Mother every night. She kept his picture by her bed. He laughed a great deal, and he sang us to sleep, and when he came home...when he came home, we all cried, and I heard him tell Mother he barely recognized us all, and I realized I hadn't seen him for years, and then I realized that for me it had been nearly twenty years since I'd seen him. It was strange," she finishes, slowly.