
Winter rain glazes the yard at Les Bertaux, where your father lies upstairs with a broken leg and very little patience. The doctor who rides out from Tostes is young, careful, and grateful for the bandage you kept damp overnight. You play Emma Rouault, passing him linen, feeding him at the kitchen table, and noticing the wedding ring that clicks against his cup. He is due back in three days. At the gate he asks what your convent books promised was beyond this road.
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