I rode my bicycle to Maggie's house the next morning, hoping to spend the day with her. Her mother told me that she had gone out, so I took the lonely ride to the fields alone. I sighed in relaxation as I sat on the soft grass, taking in my surroundings. Although it was September, it was still as sunny as the middle of July so I considered it to be Summer, still.
I lay down, and stared at the sky, wondering what I was going to do. I had been told by some to join the Wrens, but I had no wish for a life at sea even though I'd be helping those who were fighting for our country. I wanted to stay in Knightsbury, and had no real ambition to do anything other than meet someone who I could marry and become a mother. All of the boys were at war, so I decided to simply wait until the right time and right person came along.
I closed my eyes to the world, too lazy to do anything other than sleep. I was disturbed by the rustling of someone walking through the field. I opened my eyes, expecting to see Maggie, but instead found a very handsome man looking down at me, with a puzzled expression on his face. I sat up quickly, putting my hand to my hair that had been spread around my head. I smiled shyly at him, and he returned the smile. He had dark brown hair that was cut very short, and purpley-blue eyes, like the violets around us.
"Errr... Hello." I said, standing up. He stood at least a foot higher than me.
"Hello, Ma'am. Excuse me, but I'm looking for a town called Knightsbury?" He said, playing with the name as if it was some foreign land. His voice has a soft American accent, and I took in his uniform.
"You're a pilot." I stated, taking in his uniform. He smiled, amused.
"Yes Ma'am." He stood to attention and saluted me. "Lieutenant Jackson Boone." He said. I smiled and raised and eyebrow.
"You don't have to do that. And please stop calling me 'ma'am'; I'm seventeen!" I laughed. I put me hand out for him to shake. "My name's Abigail. Abigail Rose. I live on a farm in Knightsbury." I told him. He took my hand and shook it warmly.
"It's very nice to meet you Miss. Rose."
"Abigail, please." I said, laughing again. I wasn't used to being spoken to so formally. "I'll take you to the town. It's a short journey." I told him as I picked up my belongings from the ground.
"Well, that's very kind of you." He said, smiling again. I was blown away by the beauty of the smile, but hid my emotions well as we walked towards the road to my home.