They said if I stayed, I'd be a danger to the family.
For my safety, Shirley reluctantly agreed.
Sent to the countryside, I felt a deep, unshakable fear. I knew I'd never return to the Buchan family. This might be the last time I saw her.
Life in the countryside was nothing like the city.
Before I was seven, I'd been pampered. I'd never lived in a simple tile-roofed house.
Here, there was nothing but endless farming and fishing. People rested at dusk and rose before dawn to work.
At first, the villagers treated me politely. But as time dragged on, they griped about when my family would take me back.
Antione sent less money each year. Sometimes, he forgot entirely.
As a result, I had to work in the fields to earn my keep.
In Jeffrey's hypnotic memories, I spent every day waiting for the Buchans to bring me home. But pinning hopes on others led to disaster.
I was brought back only to be Joanne's pawn. In the end, both Shirley and I died tragically at her hands.
When I opened my eyes again, I was still in the countryside. I realized I couldn't just wait.
The village bordered a fishing hamlet. The fishermen lived off the sea; we lived off the land. We often traded grain for seafood.
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