No, he hasn't, has he? He didn't live with his grandfather for years before. And they were estranged, and -- and of course it's good that they get along now, it's horrible for family to fight, it's horrible to not talk, but there are so many things Cosette doesn't entirely understand, and doesn't quite like to ask about.
She looks out at the snow, biting her lip unconsciously, and tries to find something that she wants to say.
Grandfather Gillenormand does love parties. He loved arranging their wedding. And that was lovely, because it was their wedding, she married her dear Marius that day, and everything was heaven. But she doesn't know what a Christmas party of his might be, not really. She has a hazy image: candlelight, oysters and pâté, wine, laughing strangers.
"I've never been to a Christmas party," she says, a little at random, leaning against her husband's warm strong shoulder. "Not a proper party, a big one."
Will she like one? Of course she must. It's Christmas, and parties are joyful occasions, she knows that.
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Date: 2016-12-20 06:22 am (UTC)She looks out at the snow, biting her lip unconsciously, and tries to find something that she wants to say.
Grandfather Gillenormand does love parties. He loved arranging their wedding. And that was lovely, because it was their wedding, she married her dear Marius that day, and everything was heaven. But she doesn't know what a Christmas party of his might be, not really. She has a hazy image: candlelight, oysters and pâté, wine, laughing strangers.
"I've never been to a Christmas party," she says, a little at random, leaning against her husband's warm strong shoulder. "Not a proper party, a big one."
Will she like one? Of course she must. It's Christmas, and parties are joyful occasions, she knows that.