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Morgana and Maeve, Allie.
She's done it again.
That Parkinson girl. She wrote a (really dreadful) poem for my brother. And sent it ... to me.
He's dead, isn't he? Really dead. Forever. And if you're dead then nobody will be left to care about him but me. So I really hope that you aren't. Dead, I mean. Because if you both are, then I don't know what I'd do.
Get used to disappointment? Bloody Baron's bones!
More than anything I want to tell her that she's in for massive disappointment if she keeps on building Reg up like a hero. Like he was trying to steer her one way or another. My brother was a lot of things, Allie, but he never met a conviction he couldn't gainsay.
Merlin. Between this and Moony and Terrie it's a miracle I'm still willing to keep myself in hiding.
She's done it again.
That Parkinson girl. She wrote a (really dreadful) poem for my brother. And sent it ... to me.
He's dead, isn't he? Really dead. Forever. And if you're dead then nobody will be left to care about him but me. So I really hope that you aren't. Dead, I mean. Because if you both are, then I don't know what I'd do.
Get used to disappointment? Bloody Baron's bones!
More than anything I want to tell her that she's in for massive disappointment if she keeps on building Reg up like a hero. Like he was trying to steer her one way or another. My brother was a lot of things, Allie, but he never met a conviction he couldn't gainsay.
Merlin. Between this and Moony and Terrie it's a miracle I'm still willing to keep myself in hiding.
