Darlene
There’s an error in your records
Sun Sep 23, 2018 14:37
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“Olivia, Amelia, or Alexandra?”

Darlene froze in an instant. “What?”

Olivia she knew. She wasn’t supposed to, but she did. Her youngest older sister was an excellent pen pal and resource. She was the one Darlene went to for boy advice. She was the one who took her for ice cream. She was the one who was there, even if it was mostly in the distance.

Amelia she didn’t know. She was gone. The perfect lady. The one who died so tragically and so young, killed by a monster on the night before her wedding. The one who should have had her own children by now and didn’t because she had never made it that far. The one Mother had never gotten over. Would never get over. Darlene could tell how much that hurt her.

But that last name… “Who is Alexandra?” Darlene blinked. She had never heard of such a person. Maybe it was just a coincidence of surname, which Mr. Tennant would see if he took out her file. That had to be it. Nothing else made any sense. How could there be a name she didn’t know, a person etched out of the family tree? It wasn’t unheard of for purebloods to disown members of their family, but if she knew Olivia, why wouldn’t she know at least of her. No, it simply had to be coincidental.

  • A handy historian - Garen Tennant, Sun Sep 23 12:26
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    • There’s an error in your records - Darlene, Sun Sep 23 14:37
      • My records are never wrong - Garen, Sun Sep 23 21:47
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        • I'm going to have to politely disagree. - Darlene, Wed Sep 26 21:02
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          • I disagree with your disagreement - Garen, Sat Sep 29 10:22
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