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 The morning light began to creep through the window drapes and warm the room. Birds chirped their morning songs and set off for flight. Annabell was asleep almost so silent as a baby, her blanket pulled up to her waist. It was quite a chilly morning about 30 degrees out, although it had been nearly 14 degrees a week back.

 With a sudden blink of an eye, Annabell awoke. Stretching her legs and arms out she yawned. She rubbed her eyes and stared at the window for a moment. She then rolled over to rap her arms around Francisco only, he wasn't there. "Francis," She yawned, "Where are you my darling?" There wasn't an answer back, not really thinking much of it she got up to start her day.

 Annabell pulled her night gown down so it wasn't so revealing and walked to the front door. She strecthed another time, to get out the morning kinks. Then she pressed her face against the door and peered through the peep hole. Snow covered the land, it looked quite thick too. "I wonder if I'd have to shovel today", Annabell thought. 

 She walked over to the coat hanger and grabbed her winter coat. Throwing it over her shoulders she slid her feet into slippers and opened the door. "Burr its an incredibly cold day today" She shivered and walked outside. She held the railing as she walked down the long front steps, just in case it was icy she did not want to fall.

 Annabell paused at the end of the steps and gazed around her property. Lovely  landscape stretching out for acres was covered in what appeared as a white sheet, "Oh my the beauty of snow" she smiled to herself. She  started to walk down the way to the barn where they kept their horses for the carriages. Her slippers left gentle touches behind in the snow marking her trail. 

 "Good day Madam" A voice said from behind.

 Annabell nearly jumped out of her skin, "My word Charles, you scared me" she giggled.

 "I am sorry, wont happen again",he winked and kissed her hand. "Little chilly out to be in a night gown", he laughed and Annabell laughed too.

 "So what are you hear for?", she asked Charles her best friend.

"Just came for a visit it has been a week since i last checked up on you. And i only live 3 acres down", He explained. "What are you doing out?" he in return asked her.

 "Well i was going down to the barn to see if Francis was tending to the horses" Annabell said, "Have you seen him at all?"

 "Francis?" He asked questioningly "Who may he be?"

 "My boyfriend Francisco of course, the Frenchmen who is staying with me for now. You, Him, and I had brunch a month ago remember?" She said.

 "Oh yes i do remember now, and no i haven't seen him. I have been wandering around for half an hour or so here waiting for you to awaken and he isn't here that i know of"

 "Oh" she said, "Maybe he went to the market place for something?" Then Annabell shook her head, "No we have enough vegetables and chickens to last a while.." she trailed off.

 "I am sure he'll return soon enough, shall you go get dressed so we can go eat in town?" Charles asked kindly.

 "Sure, make yourself cozy in the living room and i will go on and get dressed." Annabell smiled and the two friends walked up the icy front steps. Inside the house Charles sat down and Annabell went into her room and shut the door.

 She slipped off her night gown and it fell to her ankles. She then reached into her dresser and pulled out a corset. She put it around her and began to tie it behind herself. "It would be much easier if i had help from Margret" she thought. Margret was her maid and also helped her dress. Annabell was amazing still a young woman, only 18 herself. Her love Francisco or to her known as Francis, was 23.

 She then pulled out a long skirt, and a long sweater. It would shield her from the cold. After she was finished she sat in front of her mirror and brushed her long silky brown hair. It was so long infact, it went to her lower back. She pulled her hair up into a bun because thats how ladies were usually expected to wear it then. She then walked to her dresser and saw a note on top of it.

 "Whats this?" she said and picking it up with her delicate hands. It said nothing on the front so she turned it over. She ripped it open and pulled out the note. She read it and cried, "Oh no" and read it again but sure enough it was Francisco's hand writing, and he had left. She touched her cheek after she read the part that he would kiss her before he left.

 A tear rolled down her pale cheek, "I love you too Francisco" she whispered as if he could hear her. She placed the note back on the dresser and walked out of her room. "He is gone" she cried to Charles "MY LOVE FRANCISCO IS GONE!" she cried louder.

 "Aw its okay darling don't worry" he hugged her tight, "Why did he leave?" he asked her.

Annabell looked at him then at the floor, "There are many reasons why.." she whispered.