Rosanna Larkman was a strange woman. The talk of the town. ‘A funny girl.’ but not in a humorous way.

War was roaring across the country. Rosanna was left alone at home, due to the men in her house leaving for battle.

It was quiet this time of night, but she often busied herself with keeping the house tidy or reading books to pass the time.

The woman sat by her window, drinking tea and finishing up her book, until she caught a soldier standing by a lamppost across the street.