"I guess that's true," she sighed. Seeing Owen brought back memories of Agnes. She would often visit her cousin, where she stayed. In the last stages of her life she wanted nothing more than to see her brother again. Angie blinked rapidly to cover the swelling tears. I would do nobody any good for her to cry now. She bravely held them at bay. Owen had been gone all this time, there was no way he could have known about Agnes, could he? No, she was almost sure of it, and she wanted him to know before he would be deployed again. Angie cleared her throat. "Owen? I think there's something you need to know..."