Similarly, along with her sorrow, she was also filled with anticipation.
For the future military life.
*
The following day.
The rhythmic banging of pots stirred by the ever-enthusiastic Flossie Wright as usual.
However, no one complained or scolded her this time.
"Rising so early."
"Hey, hey, hey, take a break. After moving out there are no more lazy mornings."
"I've never seen you so hardworking..."
...
Exclamations and advice pouring out of the soldier's dormitory. Even the two newcomers poked their heads out to join the excitement, admiring the legendary 'cooking class member' they had not had much contact with before.
However, Flossie as usual managed to wake everyone up but, unlike the usual, didn't go help in the kitchen.
Under the squad leader's instruction, they all returned to the dormitory to pack their belongings.
