"I helped him," replied Éponine in a fainter voice, staring off at the scene under the bridge where her father was casting speculative looks at the men watching as her younger self left Azelma and Gavroche behind to make her way out to the street. "I always helped. He said I was a good girl, but he lied to everyone else, too."
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Re: An Aged Door
Date: 2013-04-12 03:05 am (UTC)