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Post by Philippe on Apr 15, 2008 10:13:24 GMT -5
*She disappeared though, after that night. Philippe had sent an inquiry after her health and had it returned unopened. Shortly after he heard that she had gone away. Though with her mother not the boy. This had been a small comfort. Philippe had occupied himself in the normal ways painting, reading and managing his estates. Jude also was a great comfort. Soon Philippe found it hard to think of a time in which he was not in the house. Between him and the presence of his aunt life was more than bearable. It was only at night, or in a rare moment of quiet that he could feel the ache.At first he had thought it only in his mind but an uneasy night taught him otherwise. The Doctor had given him little time.Still, Philippe thought as he scanned the newspaper who could say if that was years or months?*
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