Chapter 17: A New Life

"Christine, wake up," Erik was trying to keep his cool because he had been trying to wake up his wife for an hour. "Mme. Giry is here."

"Mmm…" Christine had been exhausted from the night before. Raoul was now gone and she had a nervousness about his family and when they would find out.

Mme. Giry appeared in the room to wake her up. Christine was a ballerina and knew Mme. Giry would come in if she didn't wake. "CHRISTINE DAAÉ, GET UP! NOW!" At that, Christine sat right up.

"I'll keep that in mind." Erik had to laugh. He had never seen Christine 'jump' out of bed.

"Very funny, Erik. Hello, Mme. Giry. How are you?" Christine walked out of bed and to her robe. She slipped it on very slowly and Mme. Giry finished her sentence before Christine slipped her robe on completely.

"Christine, I'm here about Raoul. I know it's a heavy subject but we need to talk about what you're going to do."

Erik noticed his wife was crying slightly and went over and comforted her. "We have been discussing all morning Christine and we, Mme. Giry and I, think that you and I need to move out of this hell hole." Christine's face brightened up a little and she noticed a look of relief in Erik's eyes.

Mme. Giry explained that her father was, also, an architect and had built many houses for the family. She mentioned Erik at an early age and her father thought it was a prank but built a house so that the young Giry would feel 'more comfortable' about the matter.

"It's not very far from Paris but far enough so that the police wouldn't come and ask about you two. It is furnished and has never been used." Mme. Giry was trying to persuade to couple to move at the moment but knew it would at least be a week before the house was clean enough before anyone would be able to live in. "It is on country land and has about 2 acres of land. It will be ready in a weeks' time. I will come and get Christine and then you, Erik. It would be safer that way. You have a week and my word. Good day." Mme. Giry got up, hugged Christine and left in a hurry for her practice.

"I say lets start getting ready, love." Erik was rubbing Christine's back tenderly and motioned for them to stand up. Christine was very tired. She hadn't gotten very much sleep last night and had expected to sleep in but when she thought ballet practice was going on, she was in full-alert mode.