Dating a guy 4 years younger
Before she died, my mother spoke to Elizabeth andmyself. I was going to study at the great German University of Heidelburg. But my father wants me towork in the family business. Your work will be known all over the world.’ ‘We shall always be friends, Henry,’ I told him. We shall be togetheragain in the holidays.’ ‘Write to me soon, Victor,’ Henry said. In the morning, I said goodbye to my father, to Elizabeth and to my little brother, William, Iwas sorry to leave home.
Three weeks after my mother’s death, I left Geneva.
“My dear brother, only ten years old, has been killed – murdered!
A fire started and the house was burnt to the ground. There is nothing left of your laboratory.” I smiled.
She is in prison now.” “She is not guilty,” I cried. There were many people standing outside the prison gates.
I must go to the prison at once.” “You are too late,” my father said. She will be hanged at ten o’clock this morning.” “I must see her,” cried. Someone must listen to me.” I took a horse and rode as fast as I could to the prison. Two innocent people had died – first my brother and now this young girl.
I worked hard to find the answers to these questions.
They said it was possible to make a dead man live again.