Josette has never been dearer to me than she was tonight.  Meeting at Jeremiah’s grave, she had every reason to loathe me, and yet she somehow had the wisdom to look past that.  To share in sorry as we had shared in joy.  I had intended to tell her of Angelique, but that did not come to pass.  Nonetheless, this is the woman with whom I fell in love.  Although the future presents no union between us, I know what is possible in humanity in even the darkest of times.

My only hope now is that father will take well to the news of Angelique.  My mother will be informing him, and if anyone is…

(ed. note: this is where the sentence simply stops)


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