Acadian Waltz
“I took care of Henri, helped Ms. Marie with chores, and when I wasn’t needed for anything, I sat on my bed, thinking.
I kept running the conversation with Jean Marc over in my mind. He had said he loved me, and it had not been because it was the right moment or time to define our relationship. His declaration had been spontaneous, passionate, and completely unexpected. Or was it? That was what really bothered me. I guess I had always known how he felt, but never wanted to confront it.
For years... I had believed that I was impervious to my mother’s toxic tirades against the Gaspard family, but looking back, I had to question if some of her venom had not found its way under my skin. Perhaps if she had been more accepting of them, I would have been more receptive to Jean Marc. All my life I thought I had been ignoring my mother’s constant nagging, only to discover I had been listening all along.
As I deliberated on my growing feelings for Jean Marc, my thoughts eventually turned to John.MoreLess
I kept running the conversation with Jean Marc over in my mind. He had said he loved me, and it had not been because it was the right moment or time to define our relationship. His declaration had been spontaneous, passionate, and completely unexpected. Or was it? That was what really bothered me. I guess I had always known how he felt, but never wanted to confront it.
For years... I had believed that I was impervious to my mother’s toxic tirades against the Gaspard family, but looking back, I had to question if some of her venom had not found its way under my skin. Perhaps if she had been more accepting of them, I would have been more receptive to Jean Marc. All my life I thought I had been ignoring my mother’s constant nagging, only to discover I had been listening all along.
As I deliberated on my growing feelings for Jean Marc, my thoughts eventually turned to John.MoreLess
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