As she sits at her cherry red table, the window open, letting a gentle breeze whisper through her golden hair. Does he love me? she thinks , letting her thoughts wonder through the unknown paths of her mind. why is he not back yet? these uneasy questions flow htrough her mind as she daydreams about hteir life together, their baby (who is on the way). she is scared that when he got on that plane in his camo-uniform he might not come back.His last "i love you" echos through her mind.