Re: True part 4b/x
anonymous
January 25 2011, 21:07:30 UTC
“Something wrong?” her father asked.
She slowly shook her head as she placed the flowers on the table and walked to the computer.
“Why do you need the computer?”
“The card is in French. I need to translate it.” she said as she opened Google.
Alvar sighed as he held his hand out for the card. Louise gave it to him silently as he read it.
His eyebrows rose slightly. “Interesting.”
“What?”
“It reads ‘To my beloved darling girl, I know that the beauty of these roses pale in your presence however I beg of you to accept them anyway. We have met only once yet there is such power that wishes to keep us apart. To you my love and darling in the hopes that you will wish to meet with me again. Francis.’” he read. “Interesting.”
Louise had buried her face in her hands the moment he had read ‘my beloved darling girl’ and had not uncovered them. She groaned slightly.
“Maybe it would’ve been better if I had just looked it up on Google.” she said wearily.
“Perhaps.” he said laying the card on the table next to her. Sometimes it was clear where Gilbert had gotten his humor streak. Rare but in those times obvious.
“Francis.” he said picking up his briefcase. “Isn’t that Gilberts friend.”
Louise nodded. “Yes it is. Father?”
“Hmm?”
“Where did you learn French?”
“I spent a year in France during college.” he answered as he pulled on his jacket.
He gave her a quick hug before leaving.
Louise stared down at the note once more before crumbling it. She walked to the trashcan and tossed it in there before returning to her eggs.
She glanced once more at the flowers on the table before taking an empty vase and filling it with water before placing the roses in it.
No sense in letting perfectly good flowers go to waste.
She slowly shook her head as she placed the flowers on the table and walked to the computer.
“Why do you need the computer?”
“The card is in French. I need to translate it.” she said as she opened Google.
Alvar sighed as he held his hand out for the card. Louise gave it to him silently as he read it.
His eyebrows rose slightly. “Interesting.”
“What?”
“It reads ‘To my beloved darling girl, I know that the beauty of these roses pale in your presence however I beg of you to accept them anyway. We have met only once yet there is such power that wishes to keep us apart. To you my love and darling in the hopes that you will wish to meet with me again. Francis.’” he read. “Interesting.”
Louise had buried her face in her hands the moment he had read ‘my beloved darling girl’ and had not uncovered them. She groaned slightly.
“Maybe it would’ve been better if I had just looked it up on Google.” she said wearily.
“Perhaps.” he said laying the card on the table next to her. Sometimes it was clear where Gilbert had gotten his humor streak. Rare but in those times obvious.
“Francis.” he said picking up his briefcase. “Isn’t that Gilberts friend.”
Louise nodded. “Yes it is. Father?”
“Hmm?”
“Where did you learn French?”
“I spent a year in France during college.” he answered as he pulled on his jacket.
He gave her a quick hug before leaving.
Louise stared down at the note once more before crumbling it. She walked to the trashcan and tossed it in there before returning to her eggs.
She glanced once more at the flowers on the table before taking an empty vase and filling it with water before placing the roses in it.
No sense in letting perfectly good flowers go to waste.
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