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[ruby_of_trinity]

There wasn't much to Mrs. Lewis. She probably hadn't been tall, even in her youth. Perhaps 4'10" and maybe eighty pounds, she lay dwarfed in her hospital bed. Although over ninety and in failing health, her wispy white hair was handsomely curled around a smiling face as wrinkled as a dried apple. A crocheted bed jacket of pastel blue covered her narrow shoulders.

Blind, but not yet deaf, she looked up at a gentle knock at the door. Since Mrs. Lewis got few visitors, it was more than likely Dylan. Setting the blood pressure gauge aside, Kate crossed the floor to let him in.

"Is that you, Julian?" Mrs. Lewis' voice was quavering and reedy, yet strong. Milky blue eyes searched the room for her visitor. "Clara's here, come and say hello."

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[finch]

"Oh, that must have been hard, but I guess it was better than being on the other side, too. How did you get involved with the more... interesting parts of the Resistance?"

[ruby_of_trinity]

"Ah well, Papa and I would sneak newspapers, sometimes hold meetings in our cellar. As for the interesting parts..." her smile turned impish and she wagged a finger at him.

"Ah Keith, what did I say before? A lady does not kiss and tell! You know perfectly well I met you boys through Fin. Fin and the little fellow." She let out a sigh, a melancholy sound that seemed to take all the breath in her wasted body. Tears welled in her sightless eyes. "Dear Fin...he may have died as a dog, but he also died a hero."

[finch]

Dylan made a definite note to see if this Fin had been accounted for, and if not, that alone would be a success for the Unknowns.

"I'm sorry to bring up painful memories. Let's talk about something else..."

[ruby_of_trinity]

"No it's alright. Don't trouble yourself," Mrs. Lewis assured him, blinking away her tears and offering a fragile smile. "The War took many things, but we managed our moments of happiness."

She began couching, and Kate offered her a cup of water with a straw.

"Thank you, Clara," she said, having wet her throat again. "Tell me how are the boys? Radio and the others. Whatever became of the little fellow you had with you?"