It was only desperation that had brought Dionne back to the Camargue, that remote still little known part of southern France that had been so important, and so tragic a part of her life three years ago.
Back she had to come to the Mas St. Salvador and to Manoel, who hadn't wanted her before and who had even less reason to want her now. Back to Manoel's old grandmother, who had been fond of her, to Manoel's mother who had hated her; to Yvonne, who was by now certainly his wife. How could she face them all?
It was only the thought of Jonathan, who needed her and was more important to her than Manoel, that would get her through. for only Manoel could help her and Jonathan now.
Back she had to come to the Mas St. Salvador and to Manoel, who hadn't wanted her before and who had even less reason to want her now. Back to Manoel's old grandmother, who had been fond of her, to Manoel's mother who had hated her; to Yvonne, who was by now certainly his wife. How could she face them all?
It was only the thought of Jonathan, who needed her and was more important to her than Manoel, that would get her through. for only Manoel could help her and Jonathan now.
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