Being Inspired, maybe – 136

A picture paints ... well, as many words as you like. For instance: And, then, the words: I guess that Madeleine would not hear a bad word about her brother, not that he was all that kind towards her, but just that he was her brother. And, I knew, she was ashamed of his misdeeds, and she thought if we didn’t bring them up, he might not persist with his self-destructive nature. It was a forlorn hope, and I think she knew the ‘let’s ignore it, it’ll go away’ tactics were not going to work. Perry was spoilt, indolent, and hadn’t been taught the hard lessons of life. Come to think of it, Madeleine hadn’t either, but it had not affected her as much as it had Perry. That, perhaps, was more down to the will of her mother in having Madeleine become something more than just a pretty face. And that, I suspect, came from the fact Madeleine’s mother came from the wrong side of the tracks. Yes, there were men who like bad girls. There were aspects of her current situation tha...