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epilogue

Annelise Robillard Allard was buried on February 4th, 1840, next to her husband, mother, and little sister. She would now rest in peace forever.

Delilah and Combeferre had now the job to help both children get over the death of both their parents. Timothy was crying the entire time and would not eat anymore. Eliza was also crying nonstop.

Delilah and Combeferre moved into their house, keeping both children in their home. Delilah was constantly grieving and only wore black until the end of the year.

The last appearance of all Robillard siblings was Christmas 1838 and they came together for the last time at Annelise's funeral.

"Where is Mama?", Timothy asked.
"She's with your Papa now.", I said.

It broke my heart telling Annelise's young boy that she had now joined her father.

"I want home to Mama now!", he pouted.
"I know. But you can't."
"You're not my Mama and you will never be my Mama.", he said, running into Annelise's bedroom.

I began to cry. Annelise and I fought for years and made up and now she was supposed to be dead? I could not believe it. I do not believe she died from pneumonia alone, it was also a broken heart.

"They are children."
"I know, but not ours. They must suffer so much right now.", I said.

Combeferre took me in his arms. I wanted to give them a good childhood and make them honor their parents. Timothy had it worse. He had his father die right before his birthday and now his mother also died before his birthday. And all that within a year.

"I am sorry aunt Delilah, I didn't mean to make you upset. I just miss Mama so much. It hurts a lot.", he said.

"I know. I know. But your Mama and Papa will both be in your heart forever. Those memories, no one can take those away from you. Your parents are incredibly proud of you."

"How do you know?"
"I just feel it. Your father and mother were warriors. They fought until the last second. And you will be one too."
"And Eliza?"

"Of course, Eliza too. You have something from both your parents. You're a clever young man, who's just as sassy as his lovely mother.", I chuckled.

"Can I sleep in Mama's and Papa's bed tonight? So I can cuddle in their pillows?", Timothy asked.
"Yes. Yes of course."

That night, Timothy fell asleep in his parent's bed. It was the first time he had not cried. He was fast asleep, cuddled up in both his parent's pillows.