When I got home today, I once again received a letter regrading the welfare of Victor. Hoping it was some good news, it was the exact opposite. It was a letter from Mr. Kirwin, a town magistrate in charge of Victor's trial. Yes, a trial! My poor Victor was accused of a murder and is now sitting in prison extremely sick. And not just a murder of a complete stranger, but he was accused of the murder of his best friend. His best friend! Henry! Can you believe this? I know for a fact that Victor would never do such a thing, especially to Henry. I must go to Victor before this gets even worse, before it gets out of hand. I must do whatever I could do to help my poor son. He has lost almost everyone that was dear to him. First his brother, then Justine, and now Henry. What's next? I won't let this happen, I have to give it my all in helping him. After all, he is my son and I am his father.
Alphonse
I like your post because you speak just as Alphonse would speak in the book. As a father, he is naturally worried for his son, and I like that you mentioned that. Good job! :D
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