She curled into him and sighed softly. She too was beyond knackered out from the excitement. She was reunited with Joe and that was all that mattered. She wrapped an arm and a leg around him and tangled her heel between the backs of his calves. She made no move to do anything naughty; they had the rest of their lives for that. Pearl then fell into a deep slumber.

The next morning came and Pearl drew a bath while he still slept. She remembered the jar she had stashed somewhere after the work she had done and some of the pin money she had withdrawn before all of this. She then started gathering all the damned gowns she had not worn yet and sorted through them, deciding she would sell them back to the seamstress. She didn't need them anymore anyway.

And then she grabbed paper... scrawling away until she had a figure in mind, and then nodding firmly.

And then her stomach growled and she cooked breakfast for the two of them. She brought the food up the stairs and moved to sit next to him. "Joe... Joe..." she repeated a few times and gently touched his face. "You hungry?"