The Cushing Residence, Fall 1841.
It was a beautiful evening away from home, Jeanne again saw her close family and her siblings after so long and had managed to get along with August after so long.
That night she felt a feeling of warmth and nostalgia that converged together in her heart so she went to observe her withdrawal with Claudius before sleeping, this was able to comfort her a little.
Ready to sleep in her nightgown and finishing reading a novel she had repeated until exhaustion she lay on her bed hoping that her dream begins to mix between the real and her imagination.
It was so, when the dream began to surface, when he saw in front of his bed the ethereal images of his parents next to a much younger Claudius, with the same appearance he had when they met.
She didn’t understand what it was, but felt a part of her vanish along with her energy. She was experiencing the same tranquility that she felt on her wedding day, her jovial and joyful soul became lighter and joined her beloved Claudius.
So it was, after a life together with achievements, dances, dinners, family reunions, sorrows and arduous moments, Jeanne’s mind was cleared and she united immortally with her beloved and her family.











