―Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona Bloomfield Park… Beatryce’s Room… The Next Day… She would never forget the sight of Dansbury crying. She knew as sure as she knew her own name that the sight would be forever emblazoned in her mind. After yesterday’s revelations, she, too, felt heavy and emotional. Lethargic even. And drained. Her throat was sore and her jaw ached from clenching it for far too long. She imagined Dansbury felt much worse. This. This was the aftermath of grief. To think of that poor, young woman, for Dansbury’s sister was a woman now. Growing up orphaned, possibly feeling unloved. And his mother. Oh, how she must have grieved, yet at the same time, she had to have had the strength of ten normal men to go through with what she had to do. Even though she’d never felt the motherly type, Beatryce could imagine how difficult it must have been for his mother to give up her child, her only daughter. It was heartbreaking to ponder, for it was all both a blessing and a curse, wasn’t it?
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