Madeleine and I have not visited with each other since New Years, and I have still been refusing to go to church. My mother says that people are going to be suspicious that something is gravely wrong with me, but I cannot find the energy in me to care.
My brain is working so much at the moment, I do not want to see people. I wish there was somebody that I could speak to about this. But there is nobody who I could tell the truth to, other than you, diary. If only you could speak back to offer advice.
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My Dear Madeleine
Historical FictionAdélaïde, a 15-year-old girl living in Nouvelle France, befriends her older neighbour, Madeleine. Some historians would say... they were very good friends.
