Chapter 38: Joe

When Elizabeth returned, she found Joe in his usual spot, standing at his desk, working in his darkroom. She walked through the door at about twelve o'clock to find him reading through some more letters he had pulled from his box.

"Do you ever stop working?" she asked

Joe dropped the letter and turned to her. "Oh, you know, idle hands-devils' workshop...that whole thing."

She walked over and kissed him on the cheek.

Elizabeth looked down at the letter he was reading. He picked it up, folded it and placed it back in its envelope. Elizabeth turned away from him, not wanting to intrude on his privacy, and looked immediately to the new picture on the wall.

"Some of your old chums from the Army?" she asked.

Joe glanced to the picture. "More like ghosts from my past," he said.

She studied Joe's face, looking for some indication of emotion. "You know, you really are a tough egg to crack these days, Joe Martinson."