Elleanore left her daughter sleeping in her room, and went to wander around her house, to think more clearly about the big picture that the case of Bertrand consisted in.
She went from her room to her daughter’s room, a bit messed up, but still as organised as a child’s room could get without mom’s orders. From her daughter’s room to the stairs, and from there to the comfortable, although modest living room.
She earned enough to live ostentatiously, but chose to live modestly, to save her earnings to get her smart child to a good college when the time was right.
Elleanore was a person with a complicated past that presented her with the gift of understanding people without many words. Moreover, she always tried to make the best of everything that life sent her way, which meant that she wasn’t going to waste the op
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