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Chapter Two
Archibald was a broken man after Lily's death. He sat in the corner all day. He refused to look at his children. The servants were the ones taking care of them. Not a loving mother or a proud father. They didn't feel the parental love they needed.
Lily's sister, Rose came out from India to come to her sister's funeral. She noticed how Archibald was. The poor children! They needed a family. Rose and her husband could supply them one.
"I'm taking the children, Archibald," Rose said after the funeral.
"What?" Archibald didn't understand anymore. I'm taking the children. Rose could take the children that remined him so much of Lily away from him. He would be a free man. "Yes, take them! Raise them! Love them! Give them what I cannot!"
Rose was surprised at his answer. She expected him to argue. But she shrugged it off and made arrangements to go home.
They left the following week. The night before their journey, Archibald found his children in their nursery asleep. He studied them for a moment. Both were so innocent. So sweet. Just like their mother. Archibald gathered enough courage to pick up Mary and hold her. Immediately, his eyes filled with tears. Mary already was the picture of Lily. Archibald set her down. He touched Colin's little head. His tears started to fall, but Archibald turned away not to get the twins wet.
As the ship left for India, Archibald stayed at the docks for hours after. Watching the ships go by. There seemed to be a part missing from inside of him.
Mary and Colin were gone.
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