Miles could see that her panic had passed, and now she was back into the resignation stage. The tension in his own shoulders relaxed now, and he gave her a longing look. "I know you do. We all want you to. We want our happy and carefree Lettie back."
"Well you're half right - on all the names." That was at least something. "I'm sure you and Ginger will have a right laugh over that. And Terence Higgs, that's his name."
"And yes, his name is Damian. But everyone calls him Montague. Or Monty. We were a really close knit group at school, Lettie. the six of us.
Miles cupped her shoulder with his hand, letting his thumb draw circles on her skin. "That's right. Rome. Do you remember what we did all weekend?" He tried to hide the smirk on his face at the memory of that weekend.