Lauralye rested against his arm as they made it to the garden. She looked around them and released his hand. She walked over to a hydrangea bush and took one of the blooms into her hand, "I'm going to miss this place," She looked at Robert over her shoulder, "But I suppose I do have to go home," She smiled at the thought of home. Although, it was going to be far different when she got there. She didn't know how they were going to deal with her father or David... She didn't even know if they were going to survive the war. 

She returned her attention to the flower and started to play with her tiara, that still hung around her neck, "Do you... think everything is going to be okay?"