Chapter three

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Fathers funeral or bedtime was just like mothers and they were buried or sleeping next to each other. The carriage ride was like the ones before quiet. But this time I sat on Williams lap asleep because I was tired, we all were.

"Once we get home get washed up and eat dinner you all can stay up until eleven thirty then it's bed time" they all nod, after fathers death William becomes man of the house, either he finds a wife or shares the head of the house role with Charlotte. Which I hope William finds some one, even if it a family member.

But an hour after we got home, a knock came at the door. Claire was braiding my hair. Charlotte was reading Alexander and James were back at their arm wrestle, and William had gotten up and went down stairs to the main door. We followed but stopped at the middle of the steps.

William turned to us then opened the door,

"Yes?" William spoke like how father did when he was pissed at our uncle during Christmas.

"I was wondering if this is the house of Davidson if so may I come in"

William stood aside and let the muster person in. And there were two. "My name is Landon McClain and this is my brother Charles McClain" "William, William Davison, on the steps are my siblings.

We all can down stood in a line standing next to each other and bowed. "Charlotte,Claire, James, Alexander,Victor, and Elizabeth" "evening children," "please this way" William lead them to the room we all were in. We followed, but the other man or was he a boy followed behind a bit slowly, I ignored it and went on up the stairs.

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