#moncoeur

There are so many. So many I haven't put down on paper, as they are too lush, too precious, too mundane to consider offering to strangers.

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My mother's voice, fierce and strong, chastising the priest who thought terrifying children was a necessity.

The feel of my mastiff, leaning his weight against my leg.

The sweetness of the first wines of autumn, mixed with the tartness of fresh green apples.

Nicki's laugh, smothered by my lips and vibrating through my mouth.

Louis teaching Claudia to dance upon the dining room table, so she might be tall enough to waltz with him.

Claudia's weight in my arms, her fingers threaded into my hair.

Louis breaking my arm when I threatened Claudia, then kissing me senseless before walking back home with me.

Louis arguing with me as I forced him to help me carry that bergere chair into that awful, rotting cottage of his.

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