Chapter 13
" The rose does not bloom without thorns. True, but would that the thorns did not outlive the rose. - Richter"
"She's with them mother, Katrina is with them. The old hag took her!" Dominic burst through the double doorways and into the drawing-room where his mother was busy knitting.
"What are you raging about?"
"Charlotte! That blasted woman took my daughter away!"
"Language Dominic!" the elderly woman scolded without once looking up from her work. It was a little cardigan. Something that she had started working on the moment she had learned of Katrina's pregnancy. These and other small knitted pieces allowed her mind to think while her fingers were distracted.
"You do not understand Mother. Charlotte took her!"
"No. I do not believe it. I am sure Katrina went there of her own free will..."
"No! You do not understand mother." her son cut her off. "I am telling the truth mother, that woman hates me and she took her to get back at me!"
"Dominic, Charlotte is dead!" the old woman
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