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Just a Single Rose
Chapter 9: The Storm
"Good morning monsieur. I do hope our last conversation has not been troubling you." Raoul walked backstage where Meg and the other dancers were spending their time practicing. "Nonsense! I feel much better this morning, and I do wish the same for you." Meg smiled. "I appreciate the concern. I should be getting a letter from Christine soon. Her ship was supposed to land yesterday."
Raoul dropped his head. "I'm afraid , that even if she returned with her decision, and she chose me, we would not be married anymore. I'm calling it off. Heaven knows that if I don't, the same events will occur." Meg looked down. "You are a good man. I can see why Christine loved you so much."
Just then, the doors flung open and the candles blew out. The wind swirled through the opera house as sets and ropes began to fall from the ceiling. All of the dancers as well as Meg and Raoul scattered. Some ran toward the door so the could close it, others tried to find shelter. Raoul and Meg both opened their eyes wide, and they both thought the same thing. "Christine…" Meg began to cry as she watched the storm outside, hoping that Christine's ship made it safely to America.
On the ship, the storm had not hit as hard. The waves moved swiftly, and carried the large boat to a quicker speed, but nothing was very damaged. It rained a little, and it was only necessary for all of the passengers to stay below deck. There were times when Christine saw a hooded man dressed in black, but she could never bring herself to speak with him after their last encounter. Again and again she could still hear a tempting voice whisper in her ear. "I am your angel of music, come to me angel of music." She often asked herself if she was going mad, or if the opera ghost could really sing through her head.
Finally after five more days of the storm, the ship landed. Christine went to an inn. She received any letters that were mailed to her during her trip, mostly from Meg.
Letter #1
Dear Christine,
Raoul is worried sick! I do hope you know how much he loves you. He is a very good man, who is respectful and kind! I think he deserves someone to be in his life, and… he would be anyone's first choice!
Love, Meg
Letter #2
Dear Christine,
If you get this letter, please get back to me as soon as possible! The storm hit, and I'm afraid… Raoul has been injured! We must know if you are ok!
Christine's mouth dropped, and tears flowed from her eyes. "Raoul!" Just then, a hooded man in black approached her. She stood up and looked into his eyes, but they were not the eyes of Erik. "who are you?" The man took off his hood. "A man offered me this cloak. It is made from expensive linen you know, and he said he would gift it to me if I told you that he left." The man then turned and walked away. Christine anxiously opened the last letter from Meg.
Letter #3
Dear Christine,
If you survived this horrible storm, I can inform you that there is nothing to fear for Raoul. He has been tended by me, my mother, and… him. Raoul is alive and well, but he wanted me to tell you not to choose him. He says that he owes his life to the opera ghost, and you deserve to be with him.
Love, Meg
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