And then the Captain appeared on one knee. He took me in his arms and whispered, "It's going to be okay. I promise, it will be okay." And then he kissed me, and pulled me up with him and hugged me tightly. Then he kissed me again-and faded.
Later on I became aware of the uncomfortable need of a cupcake. Luckily, Ralph's had a tiny two-pack for me. I devoured one immediately upon my return home-and ate the second after a steak dinner.
I have to go, Cap is waiting-and gorram it! He has not taken off his boots and has his feet on my bed!
I remain,
Hilda Stinson
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