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WATCH THE FILM VIJAYPATH IN EXCELLENT QUALITY ONLINE We were silent. Francis and Marguerite whispered to me: "She was drinking?" I replied, "No, quite a bit."Edith, clutching the railing of the balcony, looking down into the void ... like some piece gave promise. Her eyes shone with hope. She absolutely did not look or drunk or crazy or lost. Such a hopeless longing she had never been. We did not go away and waited, and when it will pass. There was a couch. The three of us sat on it.We were like animals, anticipating a storm or eclipse. Marguerite suddenly jumped up, shouting: "It's crazy! What is she doing? "Edith brought it a leg up on the railing. She "is already half in the air. Marguerite clasped her hands, trying to keep. Francis also rushed to the balcony. I also went up to them, but Edith screaming"Leave me alone with Marguerite! Get out! "We had to give way. If we approach them, Edith began to rush, and Marguerite could hardly hold it. We left. Half an hour later Geet managed to lead Edith in her room. Together we put her to bed. That night I stayed with her. I told her about the songs on her work, not even knowing if she listens to me.Then he spoke, and she began to make plans, and I realized that all over. Before going to sleep, she told me as a child: "I'm sorry, Momona, you know ... I make-believe ..." But these words have convinced me that it was in reality. The reason? If I knew that the reason was morphine, I would have stayed with her.But before that Edith told me: "You see, I stopped the injections. I have no pain, and the drugs are no longer needed me. " I was stupid enough to believe him. Chapter XV. Feast of Love Jacques Pils Everything was incredibly wonderful. Choir sang only for them. Last beggar was happy.It was a procession of love, and above all the strength of the Bell Tolls, "Long live the bride!" When Henry Conte wrote to Edith "Wedding", he was not mistaken, this is the she thought it would be. She always said, "Momona, wedding - a church bell ... This is a celebration of love!"For a long time it is not getting up out of the question, has long lost faith in it ... But in the life of Edith often something has happened at a time when she has decided that everything is over, no hope.And at a time when it is most difficult to fight one on one struggling with alcoholism, drug addiction, fear ... when she lied to his friends - Git, Michel Emery, Lulu, Charles, me and a few others - this time on the ship "IldeFrans "at sea two people talking about it.This was Eddie Lewis, her American impresario, who replaced the deceased Clifford Fisher and Jacques Pilet.
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