Brad and I took first place in the competition. When we came back late Saturday afternoon we did a repeat performance for our parents at the house. Th... Mobley's came over for dinner and Brad and I showed off our trophies and did the reading. When we finished the last line of the poem that dealt with the loss of a baby, both our moms had tears in their eyes and were grabbing tissues out of the box Mom kept on the coffee table. Afterwards, we played Canasta until around eleven when Mom declared. But, each time I am near Madame's cottage, I feel something drawing me and holding me there. Perhaps, it is best if I continue my vigil. If I do not do that man's bidding, I know the next one he hires will not give a fig for anything that man plans to do to them. Xavier surely has something dreadful planned. Maybe I can keep them safe or at the very least, warn them. Merde! I am as good as dead just for having these thoughts. What the fuck is wrong with me? I have never before cared about the. More

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