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'"Sent home because he could not stop crying in the lesson." What is this?' Herr Robel flapped the note from the school nurse in his sons face.
Ernst said nothing, but stood in front of his father, trembling. That day, he'd sat in the nurses office for 45 minutes, crying. When he'd gotten there, slightly calmer, he'd giggled to himself, remembering some of the names Hanschen used to call the nurse. But with that giggle had come a cough, and with that cough had come a sob. And another, and another, until he was again hysterical. After many futile attempts to calm him down the nurse had given up and sent him home with a note. And even now, four hours later and in front of his father, he could barely keep the tears away.
'Son, if this is still to do with Hanschen Rilow moving away I would snap out of it quickly, because boys your age do not cry, certainly not at lost friends and definitely not lost friends who are male!'
'Yeah, Ernst, people will talk,' Ernst's older sister Madison had wandered into the living room to watch Ernst being told off (a/n: A favourite pastime of mine!). 'They'll think you and Hanschen were, like...'
Herr Robel raised a hand to silence his daughter. 'Do not even speak of it, Madison, go to your room.'
Madison opened her mouth to protest, but tutted and left the room. Herr Robel sighed and turned to his wife who was seated on the sofa behind him, muttering something about "preposterous suggestions. " Ernst hung his head in shame.
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Ernst had changed Hanschen. He'd been fine until that kiss in the vineyard, he'd actually looked down on Ernst, but then... and spending so much time with the shy sensitive soul had definitely made him a different person. He was thinking differently, acting differently... he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
For instance, his behaviour now. He was taking a walk. He never did that before he met Ernst. Maybe it was spending so much time with him in the outdoors. Today he'd walked right round the town and was passing the church - yet another thing to remind him of Ernst.
Hanschen slowed to a stop as he spotted a familiar head in the graveyard - Brigitte. Instinctively, he made his way over to her, where she was bent over a grave. He placed a hand on her shoulder silently.
She tensed up and looked over her shoulder, but upon seeing it was Hanschen, relaxed. 'Hanschen,' she said quietly.
'I was just...' He nodded, kneeling next to her. 'A friend?' he asked.
She shook her head. 'My sister.' She sat back, leaning her head on Hanschen's chest. 'She... told my parents she was in love with another girl. They threw her out, onto the street, and five days later... we found her.'
She buried her head in his chest as he wrapped an arm round her shoulder. 'Your sisters in a better place, Brigitte.' he said. 'Don't feel bad.'
Brigitte sighed and nodded. 'You're right...' she smiled weakly at him, wiping away a tear. 'Would you like to go back into the town with me? Mama will be angry if she thinks I'm alone.'
'Of course.' Hanschen lifted his arm away and watched as Brigitte kissed the tip of her finger and pressed it gently to the soil.
'Goodbye, Adelaide,' she said.
Hanschen stood up and helped her to her feet. 'So...' he started slightly awkwardly. 'Do you believe it is wrong for two people of the same gender to love?'
'I think love is love.' she replied, linking her arm through his. 'It's unpredictable, spontaneous and real. It can come at any moment and to any two people. I don't think it's wrong for two of the same gender to love. I feel sorry for those who do think that, though. What do you think?'
'I think... I need to go. Back home. Back to him.'
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"That's the thing about love and romance – no one can predict where it will take you. Love will fill your heart, break your heart and fill the heart that's broken."
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