As descriptive as Vera Brittain is about her feelings and everything so far, it stands out that she’s very fuzzy on what happened after Roland died and even pretty hazy on how she felt about it (comparatively, anyway). I can understand that, though. That must have been and incredibly painful time to remember and probably a lot of the memories are fuzzy. When you’re mourning everything else goes away and later it’s hard to remember that time because you’re barely aware of what’s going on when it’s happening. I think Brittain did an amazing job with this book.