RP: Savannah and John Who: Savannah and John Where: the base When: March 8, 2011 Summary: Savannah has put off talking to John
Savannah would have talked to John the day before, but between training, work, Abby's temporary absence, it seemed that either she or John had always someone around and this was one conversation she wanted to have alone. To avoid wasting more time, she come up with a plan.
As soon as the morning classes and training was over, she went and hooked her arm with John's. "I've made lunch for us at the house. Come on, I have Nova at home and she needs to get out. We can take the car and G can walk if he's going back home." There wasn't a single question in her little speech, because she wasn't asking, and only let go when they got to the car.
She drove home. When they got there, she let the dog out into the backyard. "We'll need to put furniture out there when you can sit without freezing," she said to herself. "She likes to run for a few minutes, but she'll be inside soon. I take her running in the morning and then comes with me in the afternoon if we don't have to go anywhere." As soon as Nova came back, she closed the door and locked it, and finally brought out their lunch. It wasn't anything complicated, just cold cuts and fresh brick oven bread. "I'm sure there are all sorts of procedures about these things, but then I'm me, and you know that I got that questionnaire and you aren't stupid, so guess what we'll be talking about today?" she said with a smile. "I haven't told anyone. Well, Hetty, but she knew all ready, so it doesn't count."