Steve Rogers

I nod a little and set the picture on the corner of the bed. I hesitate, then open up the sketchbook. There are pictures of people I don't know, a real pretty blond lady, some people in neat costumes like out of a pulp book, one of the ones about people going to space. There are pictures of Bucky, too, plain as day the guy standing next to me. I angle the book in a way that he can see each page as I turn it, and glance up for his reaction.