Monday, April 1, 2013

How I found Les Mis: Guest Post by Sierra!

Hey Guys!
Okay so here is a guest post from Sierra who blogs at I Dreamed A Dream!
Remember if you'd like to share your expirence of how you found Les Mis, shoot me an email at sydsummergirl24601@gmail.com with a small introduction about yourself (Optional), your expirence, and your favorite Les Miserables related picture.
Over and Out!
Sydney
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Hello everyone, my name is Sierra, I’m a home school sixteen year old (fixing to turn 17 yay ) and obviously a huge Les Miserable fan. Of course since our fandom is home to such a large variety of fans everyone's story of how they found Les Miserables is always different and unique. That’s why I’m so honored to have been asked to share my own experience of finding Les Mis with all you wonderful people. Now where to start, where to start…

I guess it all started when I was twelve. I had just finished studying the French Revolution in history and since I’ve had the great opportunity to be home schooled my mom chose to broaden the study to cover the period after the revolution as well. Obviously French history is far from boring and there are so many book series and movies focused on it. One night we ended up watching the 1998 Bille August version of Les Miserables (which honestly isn’t that bad) Anyhow the movie focuses on Javert/ValJean and Marius/Cosette. Even though the barricade is included none of the boys are named (now I can pick them out by character) and at the time I hadn’t even heard of the Les Amis much less Eponine. Because my first brush with Marius and Cosette as a couple was completely without knowledge of Eponine they instantly became perfect for each other in my mind’s eye (they still are) Sadly, I viewed Javert as a villain, when in truth neither he nor ValJean are bad, only both misunderstood. Time went on and I forgot about the movie…yep…I forgot all about Les Miserable. That is until a year later when I came across a video of someone singing On My Own. Instantly I fell in love with Eponine’s character even though all I knew was that she was in love with someone (didn’t know it was Marius) and that her life was very hard. I could identify with her hard life since my dad had just lost his job. She was one of the only things that kept me going when time were tough and trust me there were lots of times. Thankfully I wasn’t exactly ‘on my own’ and had a loving family who stuck together as climbed out of the rut we had fallen into. During this time I had limited internet access so I would typically only watch bits of Eponine singing but I did watch One Day More and I remember wondering who the dark haired young man was who sung with so much passion. He intrigued me but I could never find out who he was. As it turns out I was watching a clip form 25th anniversary concert but of course I didn’t know that. I also didn’t know that I had listened to one of the greatest Enjolras of all time. Time when on, my dad got a great job, we moved, my life got better, and although I still knew next to nothing about Les Miserables I never forgot how Eponine had helped me out. Then this last summer I was at the library and came across the 10th Anniversary Concert of Les Miserables. Something inside of me told me to grab it so I did. After that I never looked back. Of course some things were very confusing (how did Eponine and Marius know each other?) but I felt such a deep and strong connection with the story that it didn’t matter. Next thing I knew I was holding our library’s copy of Julie Rose’s Les Mis translation. In that book I was introduced to the barricade boys and the real Eponine who have taught me so much about life and love. The beautiful yet sad stories Hugo wove together absolutely inspired and transfixed me. My heart has been stolen by the words, the songs, and now the movie. Since then I’ve read four different versions of the brick, meaning all together I’ve read it six times. I’ve educated myself on all the different productions, actors, as well as the Les Miserable fandom, which I’m still very new to since I only joined right before Christmas, and I've had the joy of helping re-write many of the Les Miserables songs to fit a new 'show' called Barricade Boys:The Musical. Although I might not have always been close to Les Miserable my road with it has been a long one and I can hardly remember a time when it wasn't there in some aspect. Now I have a long road ahead of me where I’ll join all the other fans who are climbing to the light!  



Liebster Award....

Hey Guys!
So I was awarded the Liebster Award todays!

There is a list of things one is supposed to do when awarded.

*Post the award on your blog. [Done!]

*Thank the person who nominated you and post a link to their blog

*Post eleven random facts about yourself

*Answer eleven questions that have been set by the person who nominated you

*Nominate eleven bloggers with fewer then two hundred followers to accept this award

*As your nominees eleven questions.


Thank you Evy at Wonderful Things for awarding me this award!
 

Eleven Random Facts
1. I've lived in 5 states and 12 houses in my lifetime.
2. I'm a Soprano in my school's choir (But I can sing Mezzo-Soprano and Alto)
3. I was homeschooled my entire life until this year
4. I am a bookworm
5. I love Nancy Drew. I enjoy the books but I like the Computer Games more!
6. Someday I'd like to be on Broadway (Particularly, Christine in The Phantom of the Opera, Elphaba in Wicked, or Eponine or Cosette in Les Miserables {If it ever comes back to Broadway!}) But I'd like to be a writer as well!
7. My favorite musical I've ever been to is Ragtime at a High School in my hometown.
8. I'm hoping to go see Catch Me If You Can in Kansas City this summer.
9. My favorite TV shows are Lost, Sherlock, and Downton Abbey
10. I look up to Samantha Barks, Sierra Boggess, and Lea Solonga.
11. My favorite color is Yellow
 
Eleven Questions
1. What are some of your favorite period drama movies?
Hmm, I guess the 1995 Sense and Sensibility, and the 2005 Pride and Prejudice *Ducks Tomatoes*

2. Do you have a craft you enjoy (knitting, sewing, cross stitch?)
I have no patience. I greatly admire those who can Knit, Sew, or Cross Stitch, but I just can't do it myself.

3. If you went camping would you take a camper or a tent?
Since I can't stand camping, I'd have to say a Camper!

4. Have you ever written a book?
A few but none are very good. I love writing fan fiction, as you all know, and if you follow this board on my Pinterest, then you know I'm in the middle of writing a romance-ish book!

5. Have you ever read a book more then once?
Oh, yes! I think I've read Starring Sally J. Freedman as Herself at least 12 times. I'm in the middle of reading Les Miserables again. I've reread all the Harry Potter book at least once. I love to reread books!
6. Which historical figure would you like most to meet?
Hmm, it is a tie between Victor Hugo and Nikola Tesla. Both really cool people!

7. Which historical figure do you imagine you are most like?
Hmm, this is a hard question. I guess a bit like Jane Austen or Charlotte Bronte.
8. Do you have a favorite band/ singer?
Of Course! Les Amis de l'ABC;)
And Aaron Tveit, of course!

9. Which holiday is your favorite?
Probably Christmas, because I get to see my grandparents most years. Plus, it's when our Savior was born, so how can you not appreciate that holiday?

10. If you were accidentally locked in a building for the night, what building would you like it to be?
A centuries old mansion in England with lots of secret passages and secrets that need to be revealed [As I told you, I like Nancy Drew]

11. Do you have any nick names?
Syd, Syd Summer Girl, Ceecee, Syd Jones, ect
 
Okay so now I'm going to tag the people who I'm awarding the Liebster Award to. Unfortunately, I only know about 3 people who haven't done this and I'm still in the process of meeting more bloggers!
 
 
 
 
Sorry that I don't have more:( If you'd like me to tag you, just leave me a comment
 
So here are the eleven questions for the people I tagged to answer
1. What's your favorite book?
 
2. Have you ever seen a musical live and if so, what musical
 
3. If you could play any fictional character in a film adaption of your favorite story (It doesn't matter if it's already a movie), who would you play?
 
4. Have you ever written a book (Yes I know I answered this question but I really like it!)? And if so, are you working on anything right now?
 
5. What's your favorite season? (Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall)
 
6. What is your favorite movie?
 
7. If you could go to any country in any time frame, when and where would you go?
 
8. Do you like Coffee (Yes or No)?
 
9. Favorite Period Drama (Film or TV)?
 
10. Favorite song from Les Miserables?
 
11. Favorite Les Miserables Character?
 
This was a very fun opportunity!
 
Oh, don't forget, if you'd like to share your expirence of how you found Les Miserables, email me at sydsummergirl24601@gmail.com. Please include a small introduction to yourself {Optional}, how you found Les Miserables, and your favorite Les Miserables related picture!
 
Over and Out!
Sydney
 
 
 
 

Sunday, March 31, 2013

How I found Les Misérables: Guest Post by Lauren!




Hey guys!
Okay so here is the first of hopefully many posts about how many fans found Les Mis. So here is the expirence of Lauren!

Remember if you'd like to share your expirence of how you found Les Mis, shoot me an email at sydsummergirl24601@gmail.com with a small introduction about yourself (Optional), your expirence, and your favorite Les Miserables related picture.

Over and Out!
~Sydney

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I was first introduced to Les Misérables four years ago. I was a freshman and my school did a production of it. I was cast as a lovely lady and was intent on impressing the directors for the sake of future shows. I found the story very powerful and developed a crush on the senior boy who played Javert. Unfortunately, he was already spoken for but I no matter how hard I tried, I could not shake off my feelings for this boy. He gave me the time of day, he laughed at my jokes, he never talked down to me, he did not seem to care when I said strange things, and he told me that I was doing a good job. Though it sounds juvenile now, I considered myself an Éponine. I channelled all of my emotions into my performance while still managing to be happy when he did nice things for me. However, this friendliness did not last. After the show, he found out the extent of how I felt and cruelly cut me off.
At the same time, I began to excel at my French class. My teacher told me that she saw a film version of it her own freshman year and made it her goal to read the entire novel in French by the time she graduated. This was a goal that she passed on to me.
As time went on, I continued to love the story and longed for a way to make some good memories associated with it to outweigh the heartbreak from my castmate. I continued to get better at French in hopes that I would be the first of Madame's students to accomplish her goal. The opportunity arose at the end of my junior year. My community theater announced that they would stage an all-area student production of it that summer. Since they had rejected me several times before, I was hesitant to audition, but I did and earned the role of whore #1. Soon after the casting, Madame told me that she thought I had reached the skill level to read the novel and write my Extended Essay about it in French. Though it was the biggest risk I have ever taken, I went for it and became the cast's "book expert." Both the essay and the second production turned out fantastically. I was redeemed. As a freshman I was Éponine, between my junior and senior year, I was Jean Valjean.
Each day, I try to model my life after the characters from Les Misérables. This year, a friend of mine was casted as the lead in his school's production. I made myself available as a source for any questions that he may have. Though he thought of very few, he still greatly appreciated the gesture. I grew closer and closer to my French teacher and now consider her to be my second mom. I read Notre Dame de Paris in French earlier this year and I am currently reading L'homme Qui Rit and have plans to read French literature for the rest of my life. In this way, Les Misérables has opened me up to an amazing new world and I hope that it will never leave me.

How I found Les Mis....

Hey Guys!
So I'm going to share my expirence of finding Les Miserables:)

So it all started at the movie theater in October of 2012.

I was going to Pitch Perfect (I know, horrible movie, Syd. What were you thinking? Know that I don't promote it in ANY way and when I went I didn't know what it was really about!) My friend and I were sitting there, at the theater, watching the trailers. All of the trailers looked, well, blah. Everything looked predictable and cheesy. Nothing I wanted to waste my time on. (I'm kinda picky about the movies I watch. I don't want to watch anything that is going to waste my time.) Then, here comes this trailer. Me and my friend had chatted quietly through most of the other trailers but not this one. Anne's 'I dreamed a dream' captivated me. I'm pretty sure I held my breath. When it was over, I whispered to my friend, "I want to see that."

Okay, so I had heard about Les Miserables before. My vocal teacher sang 'On My Own' during our first lesson together. But, see, I was (and still am) a die-hard Phantom Phan. I didn't think any musical could possibly take its place. But after that trailer, I decided to look into it a bit more. I read the synopsis on Wikipedia (Which is really confusing, by the way....) I thought to myself, "Well, this is certainly interesting...." I honestly wasn't sure what I thought about it.

But then I was at Target and saw the 25th anniversary concert. I thought to myself, "Well, I can check this out and see what all the hype is about!!" So I bought it. I must say, when I watched it the first time I was absolutely confused. The time jumps were confusing. I just really had NO clue what I was watching. But I got the gist of it. Convict on the run for stealing something. He repents. He is chased by an evil cop. He saves a prostitute's child. He raises the child. The child grows up and falls in love with awkward student (We must keep in mind I was watching Nick Jones...) Student is friends with girl who is in love with him. There is a angry guy in a red vest (If only I had known that the angry guy would steal my heart in just a few months;D) Just about everyone dies.

That's really all I thought about the story. I didn't think it was that big a deal. Phantom was better, I told myself.

But then, after my Aunt sent me the Original Cast Recording CD, I realized there was SO much more to this story. I started the book (And quit after struggling for a month...) I listened to cast recordings every day. I watched the 10th anniversary concert. I realized that this was the best musical ever.

But it wasn't until Christmas 2012 when I honestly fell in love with it. I went to see it with my Aunt and Grandma. And suddenly, I realized that this story meant the world to me. I realized that this was the most amazing movie I had ever seen. I had no words. Sometimes it takes the movie to help you fall in love with the story.

A few days later, I started the Brick again and finished it a month and a half later (I'm going to start reading it again;D) I went to the movie 2 more times. This is when I entered the Fandom. I started a Pinterest board. I just couldn't believe how much to this story there was.

And the rest is History, I guess. You guys know how much I love this movie/musical/book/story! And while I haven't been in this *amazing* fandom for very long, I can't remember life without Les Mis. I don't remember not singing at least one of the songs or feeling an empty space in my heart because my Barricade Boys are dead!

So that's my Les Mis story:)

I was thinking, maybe some of you would like to do a guest post about how you found Les Miserables! If you're interested shoot me an email at sydsummergirl24601@gmail.com and I'll give you the details!

Hope you all have a fabulous Easter with your family!
Over and Out!
Sydney
PS. I just got my new Les Miserables poster in the mail! I was absolutely thirlled when I realized I ordered the French poster! I don't even know how that happened:)

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Combeferre story~ part 3

Hey guys!
The title says it all!


As Combeferre and Azelma entered the cafe, Eponine ran towards them. She had seen them coming through the window and rushed to greet them.

"Oh, Azelma! Oh, my sister, how I've missed you so much!" She said, flinging her arms around the younger girl's neck. Azelma hugged back.

"I'm sorry I was stubborn, and wouldn't go with you, 'Ponine." Azelma sobbed.

"It is fine, my dear. I'm just so glad you're back. My goodness, I've missed you so. I didn't realize how much until you came here." Eponine said, crying a bit. She turned to Combeferre.

"And you, thank you for finding her." Eponine said.

"It was no problem whatsoever, Eponine." Combeferre said modestly. Eponine led her sister over to a chair, and then realized she wasn't walking on her right foot.

"Azelma, what is wrong? Why aren't you walking on your foot?" Eponine asked,

"Well, last night, the house I had scouted out for Papa to rob, the people had returned. His thugs were trying to attack me but thankfully Combeferre was passing by and saved me." Azelma smiled.

"Is your foot broken?" Eponine inquired.

"Joly says it isn't. She just needs to stay off of it for awhile." Combeferre explained.

"Well, thank goodness you were there, Combeferre. I can never thank you enough for saving her and letting her stay with you." Eponine said.

"No thanks is necessary." Combeferre blushed.

Eponine lead Azelma to a corner where they talked  quietly. Every few minutes Azelma would glance Combeferre's way.

Jehan came and sat down by Combeferre.

"You are in love with Azelma, aren't you?" Jehan asked.

"Of course not! I helped her because she was in need. Nothing more. Goodness, Jehan, such ideas you have!" Combeferre stuttered.

"Listen, Combeferre, I can tell love when I see it. You are in love with Azelma, friend, And by the way she's looking at you, she loves you as well." Jehan pointed out. Combeferre sighed.

"Maybe I am, Jehan, but it doesn't matter. I'm going to die on the barricade when it arises and I don't want to leave any ties."

"I don't think that's right, Combeferre. I think you should leave some ties. You cannot just isolate yourself from everyone and everything until the barricades come. You could be isolating yourself for goodness knows how long. Don't do that to yourself." Jehan said gently.

"How would you know, Jehan?" Combeferre said, more irritated than he meant to sound.

"I am in love, Combeferre. I could just never talk to her again because I have a feeling I'll die on the barricades. I could just leave her without explaining why. But I'm not going to. I want to fill every one of my last moments with her. Sure, I have a feeling it's going to end up with me dead and she heartbroken. But, I'd rather end like that, knowing I had made the best of my last moments. With her." Jehan explained.

"Oh, Jehan. I am sorry. I had no idea." Combeferre said, feeling guilty. He hadn't meant to lose his temper with Jehan. He was just a bit stressed out. This revolution was getting the better of him. He didn't know how Enjolras stayed calm most of the time.

"What do I do, Jehan? I am in love with Azelma. I want her to know, but she's lost so much. Her family, all of her family except for Eponine. I don't want her to be devastated when I die." Combeferre said.

"My friend, you do not know you are going to die. Live in the moment, Combeferre. Don't worry about the 'maybes' and live for the 'yes!'" Jehan said.

"I think I need to go get some air." Combeferre said and Jehan nodded in understanding.

Combeferre walked out of the Cafe and was just about to turn out of the narrow street where the Cafe was located when he heard someone shout his name.

"Combeferre!" Azelma called. Combeferre turned around and watched as she limped toward him. She is so beautiful. Combeferre thought. The girl reached him.

"What are you doing out here, Azelma. You should go inside." Combeferre said.

"Why are you leaving, Combeferre?" Azelma asked.

"I just need to get out for a bit." Combeferre said. Azelma nodded and turned to leave. But she turned back. She stared at Combeferre for a bit and then kissed him. She took him by complete and total surprise. After a few moments, she pulled away with a look of mortification, as if she couldn't believe she had done that. She limped fastly back to the Cafe.

"Azelma! Wait! Azelma!" Combeferre called but Azelma refused to turn around. Instead of running after her, Combeferre decided to let her have her time. He would talk to her tomorrow and tell her how he felt.... He would tell her that he loved her.     

Is it kinda obvious in all my stories that I'm in love with Jehan Prouvaire? Because it seems to shine through in a majority of my stories......

Hope you enjoyed!
Over and Out!
Sydney

Friday, March 29, 2013

30th blog post and ~Beyond the Barricade~ Part 8...

Hey guys!
30th blog post! YAY! *throws confetti* Thanks to all my AWESOME readers for giving me 1000+ page views! You guys are awesome!

Just worked really hard on this new part so I hope you enjoy. I hope to have a third part to Combeferre's story really soon! I just need to stop getting distracted by pinterest....

Before I let you guys read, though, I gotta vent a bit, and you guys will be the only ones who understand my rage.

So I was talking to a friend and I mentioned Les Miserables and he said, "Oh yeah, I listened to Anne Hathaway sing 'I Dreamed a Dream'. It's so auto tuned!"

*Gasp!*

I know, I couldn't believe it either. Even after I *tried* to explain that they sang live on set and there was NO auto tune, he refused to believe me. He informed me that he knows a lot about music and knows when something is auto tuned.... >.<

Anyway, enough ranting....


~Beyond the Barricade~ Part 8

"I've been interested in this Jehan Prouvaire. I think we should find his family." Angeline said, taking a bite out of the stale bread that Azelma had provided for her.

"He was married." Azelma said, quietly.

"You told us he may have had a lover." Chandler said, accusingly. He felt like Azelma couldn't be trusted.

"I guess I lied. He was married to a Alix. Her last name was still Prouvaire last I checked. She never remarried. They had a child, though. A girl." Azelma replied.

"We should go find them next!" Angeline said, squeezing Chandler's hand. He looked irritated at Azelma. He didn't know why but there was just something....off about Azelma.

"Well, you kids are always welcome here." Azelma said cheerfully.

"Thank you, Madame." Angeline said with a smile.

Chandler and Angeline left the small shack.

"I don't know about her...." Chandler said.

"Chandler, she informed me last night, after you fell asleep, that she has no one. She works in a factory sometimes but other than that she is unaccompanied. She lost her siblings on the barricade, her parents abandoned her, and the only man she has ever loved was Combeferre. She lost just about everything that night." Angeline said gently.

"Oh. Well, I guess that explains it." Chandler said.

"It's okay. I understand. She was a bit different, lying and all." She said, taking his hand.

Within two hours, they found the house of Alix Prouvaire. Angeline knocked. A blonde haired, blue eyed girl of about 23 answered the door.

"May I help you?" She asked, more to Chandler than to Angeline. It was obvious that she was taken with him.

"Yes, we're looking for Alix Prouvaire..." Angeline said, glaring at the girl.

"That's my mother. I'll go fetch her!" She said, a bit too perky for Angeline's taste. The cottage wasn't very big but it seemed homey.

"Bonjour! How can I help you?" Said a woman who had just walked up to the door. She had black hair and brown eyes.

"Hello. I'm Angeline Pontmercy and this is Chandler Molyneux. Our fathers were on the barricade. We're looking for the families of the men who were also there. You were married to Jehan Prouvaire, correct?" Angeline inquired, throwing a disdaining look at the girl who was staring intently at Chandler. Alix grew pale.

"Come in." She said, supporting herself on the doorframe.

"Merci!" Chandler said as he escorted Angeline in. He could tell she was jealous. She didn't need to be worried, though. Chandler felt nothing toward the girl, who was trying desperately to get his attention.

"I am Danielle, Monsieur." The girl said. He smiled slightly, but kept his hand in Angeline's the entire time.

"Well, I figure you would like to know everything about Jehan." Alix said, sitting down on a chair. Danielle took a spot by her.

"Yes, please, Madame." Chandler said.

"Well, I met Jehan in 1831. It's funny, I don't remember particularly how we met. I just know that he would come over at least once a week. He was always so sweet. He was a poet. He loved the outdoors and flowers. But he was strong. He was as brave as any of those men who fought that night. He was so passionate about setting his country free.

"But, he was afraid to die. Not because he didn't want to die, but because he didn't want to leave me. I love him for that. We married five days before the barricades arose. He left the morning of the 5th and I never saw him again.

"I think he knew he was going to die. Because he wrote a letter when he was on the barricade and sent it with some old man. After the battles were over, a Monsieur Fauchelevent brought me this letter. I keep it with me always. Would you like to read it?" Alix inquired, wiping a tear from her eyes. Angeline nodded. Alix pulled a worn piece of paper from her pocket. Angeline took it gently. It read:

  Dearest Wife,

If you are reading this, I am dead. I am so sorry to leave you like this. Know that I will always be with you. Please, if you find someone who treats you nicely, remarry. I hate to think you alone forever. Know that you were the sun to my dark world. I've loved you since the moment I saw you and I never stopped. Know that the last thoughts that went through my head was you. Please do not miss me too much, though I know I shall miss you.

I love you.....Forever,

Jehan

Angeline gently wiped a tear from her eye. Jehan seemed like such a sweet person.

"I tried to find someone else, I honestly tried. But I seemed to compare everyone to my wonderful Jehan. He is irreplaceable. But thankfully, he didn't leave me alone. I have my beautiful Danielle who reminds me of him." Alix smiled, squeezing her daughter's hand.

"Thank you for sharing your story with us, Madame." Chandler said.

"You are very welcome. Anything else I can do for you?" She asked.

"I was wondering, do you know where the men met at?" Angeline asked.

"Yes, they met at the Cafe Musain. It's about to be demolished, actually. Their last day open will be tomorrow, so you'd better go quick.

"Thank you, Madame. It was a pleasure to meet you and Danielle." Chandler said with a smile.

The couple walked out.

"Danielle fancied you." Angeline remarked.

"I know. I could tell. It doesn't matter, love. Don't be jealous." He said, kissing her forehead.

"I think Jehan and Alix have the sweetest story. I only wish he had lived. She seemed so kind." Angeline said.

"I know. I feel bad as well."

"Promise me you'll never leave me." Angeline said suddenly.

"I promise, Angeline."

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The pair arrived at the Cafe. They took a table near the back.

"So this is it. This is where revolution was planned." Chandler said.

"I guess so.... Wait a bit... What's that?" Angeline said, picking up a small, folded piece of paper that was wedged between the wall and the table.

"Let me see it." Chandler said as Angeline handed him the letter. He unfolded the piece of paper. Angeline watched as he read it. He stifled a gasp with his hand.

"What is wrong?" Angeline asked, a bit worried. Chandler just shook his head and handed her the letter. She read it and was completely surprised. It read:

Dearest Maria,

As I am writing this, the Barricades are arising. I have a feeling I will never see you again. Know one thing: I love you. If I could go back, I would have told you this. I wouldn't have gone with other girls and I would have married you. And every day I would try to be worthy of you, because I am not. I never loved any of those other girls. I only loved you.

Goodbye, my darling,

Courfeyrac

 

"Are you alright, Chandler?" Angeline asked. She saw he was in tears.

"He did love her. Oh, Angeline, he did love her. We have to bring this to my mother."

                                        ****

They arrived at Maria's house just before sunset. They just entered the house, not even bothering to knock.

"Goodness! You look like you ran here!" Maria laughed as she saw how they panted, as if out of breath.

"Mum, read this...." Chandler said, pressing the letter in his mother's hand.

Maria read through the letter about four times before she believed it true.

"Where....Where did you find this?" She asked, her voice shaking.

"At the Cafe Musain." Angeline explained. Maria burst into tears, pulling Chandler into her arms. Instead of resisting, the way he had resisted the last 4 years, he hugged back. Angeline couldn't help but feel as if she was intruding.

"And if it hadn't been for you, Angeline, he would have never gone to the Cafe and find this." Maria said, brushing a tear from her eye and pulled her into the hug as well. After they had all gotten up from the embrace, Chandler turned and pulled Angeline into a big kiss. When they pulled away, Maria looked at them in a mixture of confusion and joy.

"Well, then. When did this happen?" She said. The two just smiled. Both had changed in the last 3 days.

 
Okay, so I know. How probable would a letter still be in the same place someone had placed it after 22 years? Probably not very. Still, I've wanted there to be a letter from Courf since I started this story and it seemed like a good time to put one in!

Hope you enjoyed!
Over and Out!
Sydney

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Joly....

Okay, so I was watching Les Miserables again today [No, I really don't have a life outside of Les Mis] and I noticed something....

During the Thenardiers part in One Day More, Madame Thenardiers kisses Joly. And after she does, Joly runs up the stairs.... What do you want to bet he had to go disinfect himself after that exchange? Oh I love Joly, I'll be writing a story about him sometime soon!

Over and Out!
Sydney