Date: 2008-02-21 06:29 am (UTC)
Winry laughed softly, though there was a faint tinge of pink to her cheeks. Chasing the other kids with croquet mallets sounded like something she would do. But then her smile turned slightly melancholy, and she sighed and shook her head.

"We both sort of had a hard childhood," she said softly. "There was a war while we were growing up, and my parents were doctors, so they had to go off to the war."
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