I don't like this chapter as much, and it's short, but here you go. :)
"Do you…remember your childhood?" I asked Cosette.
Cosette stared at me, as she had years ago.
"Bits and pieces every now and then. Why?"
"My name is Eponine. Do you remember that, girl?"
Cosette widened her eyes and then narrowed them just as quickly.
"Yes, Marius called you that when you were with him! I remember! You-you're the daughter of the
innkeeper man and his wife! They tortured me! You tortured me!"
I looked down at the table and sighed. I had expected exactly this.
"I was a little child, and a spoiled one. Yes, Cosette, we were children together..."
...Now look what had become of me. I crossed my arms and frowned. My brain was swirling with emotions.
Marius, my life, what was happening right now. If I was a weak girl, I'd have tears threatening to spill.
But I wasn't weak, no matter how much in love I was with Marius.
Love didn't make a person weak, even though how sickly sweet and innocent Cosette was made me
question that. I decided to turn the conversation to another topic.
"Your precious Marius gave me a note. I delivered it to your father. Did he leave it for you somewhere?"
Cosette gasped in surprise.
"My Marius gave you a note to deliver to me? Maybe he wants to tell me he is going to come for me! Papa
must've left it around somewhere...oh, no! Perhaps he read it. Would he have done that? Do you know?
I smirked at her enthusiasm.
"If you must know, he read it out loud right in front of me. I think it is likely he left it in your room."
"But why would Papa read my mail? And why would he leave?"
I shrugged.
"Perhaps he went to the barricades."
"The barricades! The barricades? That makes no sense, why would he..."
Cosette fluttered about like the nervous feminine thing she was. I continued to think about where the old
man had headed. What had he read as I had been thinking to myself...things like, "It hurts even more to
die," and "Dearest Cosette" of the sort? Marius was such a sap. A sweet sap, but a sap nonetheless. Had
the old man reacted to that? Maybe he realized Marius was entirely likely to get himself killed out there.
And that, as her father, he didn't want to hurt Cosette...ugh...that was it...that was it!
"Your father went to the barricades to make sure Marius isn't killed!" I said, frowning at the words.
Cosette looked up at me, her eyes wild.
"Killed? Marius killed? Why would Papa go and make sure he isn't killed? He is old and weak. He cannot do
anything! And these barricades are just...a schoolboys thing, right? Can we go to the barricades and try to
find him?"
I sighed at her innocence. As a matter of fact, I was dying to go to the barricades right this instant. But I
felt like ridiculing the girl.
"Look, if your father doesn't show by nightfall, I will go out and look. You silly girl...this battle is going to
end in blood and gore. The barricades are probably dead by now."
That last part I murmured to myself. Cosette looked at me, alarmed, but didn't reply. Eventually she
retreated to her bedroom to look for the letter. And the day went on, as I felt insecure inside this fancy
house. I was eager for night to fall upon us. Marius could be anywhere. And if that crazy old man got
himself hurt, or worse, I wouldn't know if Marius was safe. Then I would have to go out and find him for myself.
The good thing was, I suppose, was that I had somewhere to take him.
Thank you for reviewing the past two chapters, JackieStarSister and obsessivegirl73.
JackieStarSister: I think Eponine probably chose it randomly, remembering it from somewhere but not knowing where. Also, I liked your ATLA/Les Mis story.
Other people reading, please review. :)