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May 20, 2008 11:42:28 GMT -5
Post by Rebecca on May 20, 2008 11:42:28 GMT -5
"Let me die with him," *she moaned in a small voice, shuddering as at last hot tears began to flow due to the excruciating pain that wracked her.*
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May 20, 2008 11:53:23 GMT -5
Post by Raoul on May 20, 2008 11:53:23 GMT -5
"I am afraid that whatever piece of my conscience is left forbids me from doing that."
*He looked around at the servants, lowering his voice.*
"Come, think of the child, will you just let it die because of him?"
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May 20, 2008 11:54:55 GMT -5
Post by Rebecca on May 20, 2008 11:54:55 GMT -5
"I can't...I can't do this alone," *she said miserably.* "Not without him."
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May 20, 2008 11:57:34 GMT -5
Post by Raoul on May 20, 2008 11:57:34 GMT -5
*Raoul pointedly ignored her. He was far the stronger and besides, there was not time to argue. As carefully as he could, which was not gentle given the grip she had on his brother he attempted to extract her.If he could get on the cart he could get her to the house. The men, moved forward to aid him.*
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May 20, 2008 13:35:02 GMT -5
Post by Rebecca on May 20, 2008 13:35:02 GMT -5
*Despite the strength given to her by her grief, pain rendered her almost insensible and so she was born away upon the cart back to the estate beside the body of the man that had been her husband.*
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