Dear diary,
I still remember the months leading up to and after my loss of Mathieu. It was not a good time. We had been running low on everything, had barely enough to keep ourselves afloat, and in a fit of desperation I had referred to Canada as a burden in a letter home. It wasn’t until a few months after Angleterre had taken control of him that I found out Mathieu had seen it. I still have not forgiven myself.
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Dear diary,
I still remember the first couple months after taking claim of Matthew. He was such a good, quiet boy, always doing anything I asked and never anything out of line. It was odd, especially since I was used to Alfred. It wasn’t until one night when I couldn’t fall asleep I found out why. I’d walked down the hallway, and I had overheard Matthew crying softly. He mentioned something about ‘not wanting to be a burden’. He’d seen the frog’s letter. I still haven’t forgiven France for that.
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The essence of decadence, Progetto fotografico di Tania Brassesco e Lazlo Passi Norberto