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chapter fifteen the nazis ♡
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"He's gone! He's gone!"
Everything was so confusing. Before Yulette knew it, she was sleeping against the window of Jonathan Byers car. She could hear the madness. She could hear the yelling. She could hear the crying. But she ignored it. She didn't want to be involved in it.
"Come on! Get in!"
She could feel the car shaking as people piled into the bus, but her eyes did not open ; she didn't want to open them, so she didn't. It was simple logic. The simple logic that Yulette Tasse's life followed.
All of a suddenly, a pair of warm hands lightly touched Yulette's face. The hands were familiar : she immediately knew who it was, "Yulette? C'est moi," (TRANSLATION: Yulette? It's me,)
"Why is my daughter here? She has nothing to do with this." She spoke, just as Jonathan started to drive his car. It was Amelie Tasse, her mother. Her beloved mother was safe and well. Yulette was thankful for that.
"She's your daughter?"
Amelie just rolled her eyes, and looked over to the other side ; she was looking at her son. Berle Tasse. Now, what was he doing here? Maybe he actually contributed to this situation, while Yulette did absolutely nothing at all. But that was just the way that their lives were.
Berle spoke up in a chuckle, "Elle est probablement si confuse," At least he was trying to lighten the mood, everything was so gloomy and sad. (TRANSLATION: She's probably so confused,)
Everyone just seemed hurt in some way. It didn't have to be physical. It was quite obvious that each one of them had been hurt on the inside ; the pain drives throughout their bodies, and it doesn't seem to ever stop. All the crying ; all of the trauma that the universe was craving to give out to the unwilling, was being given out right now.
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Now... there was a difference between lying and keeping a secret ; a big secret. That sear line was totally broken throughout all of this. Yulette mother and brother had kept a huge secret. Apparently, Berle Tasse was a child genius.
