After dinner I followed Elias up to the bedroom that was going to be mine for the foreseeable future. I looked at the various paintings and pictures that were on the wall, clearly near original to the house. Farmers and their families, large families. Families that just continued to grow and grow as each woman had five kids and they all have five kids. Then all of the sudden it just stopped as we neared the top of the stairs. There was an old picture, not nearly as old as the others this one had color to it and wasn’t browning. There were three kids in the picture they were hanging on each other and looked like they had just gotten back from some camping trip together. Three kids, out of all of those people three kids were all that were left? “Something wrong?” Elias turned back to me as I paused at the last picture. “Is this my dad?” He moved over my shoulder and looked at the picture. “I think so, looks like Rose in the middle, that’s Andre’s dad, Claude, on the left.
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