Belle Marie Cygne ⚜ "Rose" (
beheld_beauty) wrote2013-07-27 10:36 am
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ma mère
Jane's out again.
But at least this time Rose fetched Renée up from Downside first. Renée's been reacquainting herself with life; Charlie has been catching her up. Belle was a small child when her mother died, and her mother has spoken with her a little, but mostly wants to catch up on the past decades from Charlie, who is more or less as she left him.
Today Renée is ready, she says, to meet her son-in-law and grandchildren.
They walk, because why not. Céleste is obliged to leave Rainier at home; creatures more mythical than grandchildren are not for today's revelations for Renée. Renée is living with Charlie, of course, in his cottage that he has allowed Belle to renovate but not expand.
Belle knocks on the door. Charlie opens it, and holds out his arms to solicit hugs from granddaughters. Céleste provides gladly.
But at least this time Rose fetched Renée up from Downside first. Renée's been reacquainting herself with life; Charlie has been catching her up. Belle was a small child when her mother died, and her mother has spoken with her a little, but mostly wants to catch up on the past decades from Charlie, who is more or less as she left him.
Today Renée is ready, she says, to meet her son-in-law and grandchildren.
They walk, because why not. Céleste is obliged to leave Rainier at home; creatures more mythical than grandchildren are not for today's revelations for Renée. Renée is living with Charlie, of course, in his cottage that he has allowed Belle to renovate but not expand.
Belle knocks on the door. Charlie opens it, and holds out his arms to solicit hugs from granddaughters. Céleste provides gladly.
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Belle reaches over the table to pat her mother's hand.
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"We haven't discussed it," says Belle leaning her head on her husband's shoulder.
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"We cannot in fact be sure, unless, I suppose, we want to use magic of some kind," chuckles Belle.
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Belle grins. "Perhaps another, then. What do you think, mon cœur?"
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"I think, if it is a girl like your existing girls think," chuckles Renée, "that you should call her Avril, isn't that a pretty name?"
"It is pretty," acknowledges Belle. "But perhaps not a first name. Middle name, maybe."
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"Oh, I don't know," says Belle. "We'll see. Hyacinthe is unisex, at least."
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"Grownups do that, chérie," says Ranata. She kisses Charlie's temple, and Charlie laughs softly and puts his arm over her shoulders.
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