“Clemmie? No. We’re good friends still. She wasn’t ever looking for a husband. I think she was only walking out with me to stop her father trying to marry her off to someone else. She’s a telegraph clerk now, you know. Over in Salisbury. She joined the Auxiliary Corps. She wanted to get out of the village, make something of herself. Old Man Booth wasn’t going to let that happen without a fight.”
He hadn’t been keen on educating his daughters. “What about Marie? Do you hear from her? We exchanged a few letters at the beginning, but after I went forward, we lost touch.”
“Not directly. Clemmie and I write sometimes. She says Marie is going to stay in nursing. She doesn’t much want to come home either.”