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Post by Administrator on Dec 17, 2011 16:11:54 GMT -5
Sometimes they have bands playing here, but more often than not it's just an empty place to come and sit.
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Post by Catherine Woodruff on Jan 19, 2012 15:22:40 GMT -5
Catherine Woodruff had grown a lot during her time away from New York. Its as if she was a completely different person. She still carried some of her own self, such as she was still the kindhearted person she'd always bee, but she wasn't as sociable. Many would often find her by her lonesome reading or, more so likely, staring off into nothingness. She thought herself to be more observant and aware of herself and those around her. After all, at boarding school she learned of little less. The lessons were of the same standard she received at home. The real lessons came from the other girls. They had heard of the reason she was sent there and thought it to be awful romantic that she would risk everything for love.
However, Catherine was older now and she well understood what was being told to her all along. Admittedly, she was a bit uneasy about returning to New York, for a lot had changed. Her oldest brother Henry took a wife and moved to New Haven, while her other brother Richard had disappeared altogether. So now it was just her mother, father, and herself in their large home. Had she not grown accustomed to being so lonely at the boarding school, she would have found her new situation to be very troubling. But the way things were now suited her just fine.
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