My only love is for my poor lost son. You should have confided in me, and fallen in with my plan at the beginning. He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. To prevent the leaves from blowing about, should a blow develop, he distributed paper weights.
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