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Love Soul Heaven Hell – Chapter II
After the fight was broken up by security that happened to walk past the scuffling boys, he and Luke were hauled to the Headmaster’s office. Brom was gingerly holding an ice pack, alternating between swollen eyes and a broken nose, while Luke gently held another ice pack over his other hand, which had swollen up. After the verbal dressing down from the Headmaster, Luke was finally able to persuade him to allow the brothers to be taken to the hospital in town, in order that Brom could be checked out. In the emergency room, x-rays taken showed Brom had sustained a fractured hand, cracked ribs, a broken nose, and deep bruises in his stomach area during the fight. To his deep disappointment, he was told to stop playing sports to facilitate his recovery, which required him to forfeit his place in the school’s polo team in the upcoming tournament. He felt he’d let everybody down: his teammates, who were counting on him to lead them in the important match coming up; and maybe, even his brothers, by taking matters into his own hands, fighting a gang of boys by himself, instead of just pulling Luke to safety and looking for help from others. He had allowed his instincts to overcome better judgement, and would surely pay the price of his actions with father.
A month later, their father had flown over from New York, weeks ahead of his usual visit schedule, furious upon being told about the fight. By the time he’d reached their boarding school, he told one and all about his disappointment in his boys, expressing shock that Brom had fought with a pack of boys, instead of calling security. As their father scolded them, Luke was tearfully trying to explain their side of the story while Brom had walked around the room, head down, one hand combing through his wavy hair roughly, while another hitched to his back pocket. Just as he was doing now.
Standing now beside the smoothly polished table, back turned to Luke, Brom remained introspective. Finally, he took a seat in a corner of the dining table, leaned forward, and dropped his head on his arms, as Luke walked up to him. He pulled the chair next to Brom to sit next to the sagging figure, and gently threw an arm around his brother. He whispered something, and Brom responded equally quietly. They soon engaged in a quiet conversation.
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Hi! Always interesting – where is Angelica during time when Bette and Tina always bussy with their guests? She’s not crying, she didn’t not feeding, changed diapers and etc.?
For me seems that Bette and Tina neglecting their daughter because they to busy play in “aristocrats”