William wiped his eyes and nodded demurely, quietly happy to know that her poor mother had passed from this world in such a manner.  He let go of her hands as she came closer, only to once more wrap them around her in a sidelong embrace.  The feel of her head on his shoulder brought him much comfort.<br/><br/>"Yes, speaking to her in person would be the best thing to do.  I was never one for letters."<br/><br/>He never enjoyed writing but he had done his best to keep sending her letters while he was away.  Catherine had always been the exception in his life in all manners.  He only hoped she would continue to be as their lives intertwined further.<br/><br/>"Shall we head over there now while your father gets some rest?  It is such a lovely afternoon and I would love the pleasure of walking with you to her home."<br/><br/>William leaned over to kiss her forehead and started to stand up, offering her one of his hands.