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“I’m sorry, mon amour, that’s just the way things are.”
Rowan’s mother telling him to accept what their life has given them. Just a few minutes earlier, her son had rushed home crying, explaining that the other workhouse children were picking on him for his French accent, French roots and his looks. However, instead of being met with an expected level of sympathy, his concerns and sadness is brushed aside hastily in the name of his mother’s own thoughts about their situation. ‘Learn to get over it.’ Perhaps if she had explained it better her son would have come away from this differently, but all he learnt that day was that his feelings meant very little in the grand scheme of things, that the world would keep moving without him and that his very own mother was too busy to talk to him when it came to feelings.
My 100th Deviation .