Alphabet Soup: Gabrielle & Hope

I missed last week’s Alphabet Soup and though I’m trying not to make it a habit, I’ll admit I had to force myself to put down the ribbon and the hole-punch and the measuring tape in order to sit down and write this one up. I’m not lacking inspiration by any stretch of the imagination, It’s just… CHRISTMAS TIME! I’m a huge DIYer too, so I’m already cranking out fancy wrappings for gifts and even made myself a cute couple of buntings from last year’s cards. 🙂

Okay okay enough jabbering from me. Have some letters and words! 😀

G is for Gabrielle

Initially I’ll admit that  Gabrielle was only supposed to be a grim memory that served as meeting ground for Aiden and Marietta. Like all things in Frenchie fiction, she grew into something greater and will be a gigantic part of The Book of Aiden. Gabrielle is Aiden’s sister, twelve years his senior, and acts as his guardian against their father’s ghastly methods of punishment. She finds love in the form of a gentleman named Micah St. Lawrence, and together they do their best to give her young brother the gaiety that every child deserves.

Having married at a girlish age, when Micah takes ill and passes on, she is unable to cope with her grief and, after a cryptic goodbye to Aiden, gives up her own life, leaping from the granite tower into the gardens below.

It was gruesome.

H is for Hope

Hope is something that hardly honours us with its presence, at least not in the traditional sense. There is a high price to pay for any bit of it here, what with the hierarchy headed by the hated and the hesitant. All is not lost, however, because despite our hero’s haughty determination to live his life in miserable contentment, he (rather reluctantly) finds happiness in our heroine. I wonder though, if past heartbreaks such as his can be healed.

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About Frenchie Leigh

I am an avid writer of the romantically tragic, the fashionably brooding, and foolishly believing. Though my plot lines come to me through music, my writing style is most greatly influenced by my personal favourite authoresses: Julia Quinn and Eloisa James. View all posts by Frenchie Leigh

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