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Chapter Four
Five Years Later
The news of their death was addressed to Archibald. Yet, he didn't read it immediately. Neville told him to open that bloody envelope, but instead Archibald spent the entire day with Colin. His son had grown to be a fine young lad with his mother's eyes. Those eyes still haunted him. Whenever Colin stared into his own eyes, Archibald couldn't help but look away. He knew that it hurt Colin. But if the hunchback looked into those orbs anymore, he would surely look himself up again.
It wasn't until late in the evening that Archibald opened his mail. He ribbed it apart. Night was getting to him. Now he felt exhausted because of chasing around Colin all day. But his duties had to be done. He took out a slip of paper addressed to him.
Dear Mr. Craven
It has come to our attention that the dear Lennoxes have passed away due to Cholera. Their ward Miss Mary Craven has been told to be your daughter. She is now back in your care. We will be sending her on the next ship to London next Thursday. If you have any questions don't be afraid to contact us.
Sincerely,
Mister Hubert Jenkins
His daughter back in his care. Now Colin would have someone else to play with. He would have his Mary back. The thought made Archibald laugh out loud.
He would make sure that Mary was safe.
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