"Did you have to do a lot of cooking for yourself when you were encamped?" Cordia asked, finishing up the rabbit stew Will had prepared for her while she was out scrubbing the bedding. The sheets were hanging on a makeshift laundry line now, her efforts successful.
"Sometimes, if we could find something to cook," he replied. "Spent most of the time eating hardtack though." The memory made him grimace, and he was thankful, once again, that the army life was behind him.
"Well, this was very tasty," Cordia said, finishing up and wondering what she was supposed to do with her dishes. At home, they had a sink with a water pump. Clearly, she would be doing more washing in the basin outside.
"Thank you," he said smiling. "You like to cook though, don't you?"
"I do," she said, nodding. "But we
