“I must.” “Oh, please.” Quietly, she begged. Studying the hem of his white shirt, she fingered the soft cloth before… Read more La Tristesse
“Julius.” “Mother.” Bending down, he kissed his mother on the cheek before taking a seat beside the eldest of his… Read more Envie
He was standing by the foot of the steps when the carriage arrived. Shifting his weight to his other leg,… Read more S’inquiéter
Shirley was glad for the dark of the evening as she curtsied. Stepping aside to let him pass through the… Read more Les Retrouvailles
What is going on?
But why am I so obsessed with parenthood?
I had to change her name.
Uh. It just…kept mutating. This is definitely NOT what I was thinking of when I started out with this part.
This has also been sitting in my drafts for the longest time.
Christ, I had this in my drafts for so long.