to the moral or physical condition of the troops. —FIELD SERVICE POCKET BOOK,1914 It was after supper, after the plates had been washed and the fire banked for the night, after the collies had settled on a blanket in front of the stove—a privilege never allowed by Tom, who would have said mollycoddling would soften a working dog’s heart—and after two bricks heated in coals had been wrapped in towels, one placed between the sheets of each bed, that Kezia and Thea made their way upstairs, carrying oil lamps to light the way. On the landing Kezia turned towards Thea and kissed her on the cheek. Thea felt herself lean into the kiss as if she were a child, and though she drew back from articulating the feeling in her heart—she would not even say the words to herself, silently, in her mind—she felt a mothering warmth as Kezia’s lips brushed against her skin, and as her hand rested on her shoulder. Thea looked down, drawing herself back from the inner realization that perhaps Kezia had always mothered in her way.
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