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meant, it wasn’t the physical love he had a problem with it was
the emotional love, the most important kind of love. He had spent several years
getting to know Jeanette and all the wonderful things about her but time and
time again he found himself lost. By the time they had reached their third
anniversary she had given him an ultimatum, either he propose or she was out of
his life for good, so feeling pressured he proposed.
    He loved
her, or at least he thought he did but he just couldn’t come out and say the
words, he would always tell her that he was quite fond of her and when he
proposed he simply told her that she knew more about him than any other woman
and would she do him the honor of becoming his wife. He was surprised when she
accepted; he thought for sure she’d say no. But as the planning commenced,
Magnus soon realized that she wasn’t in it for love; she was in it for the
money.
    What was
supposed to be a small ceremony, ended up becoming the social event of the
season and that was something he wasn’t prepared for. When he tried talking to
her about it, she’d simply guilt his loveless proposal on him.  She told
him that since he couldn’t say the word, he better show it and what better way
than to go all out for the wedding ceremony. That was all it took, his fiancée had quilted him into paying for the entire
wedding, everything from the horse drawn carriages, to the opulent honeymoon in
Paris. She had it all planned out, the entire venue rivaled that of a Hollywood
wedding. And up until six weeks ago he was willing to shell out the money for
it all, anything so he wouldn’t end up alone. But when she broke it off, it was
all he could do not to beg her to come back to him.
    For
Jeanette, living life anywhere that wasn’t New Orleans was not something that
she was willing to do, so when he bought the plantation she was beside herself.
"When will I see my friends? What am I supposed to do all day while you’re
writing? I hope you don’t expect me to just sit here all day and do nothing
while you write, because that’s not going to happen!" She argued. Even
though they were only an hour or so from New Orleans, for Jeanette the distance
was too far. "And what if there’s another hurricane like Katrina?"
She asked. "We’ll be dead before anyone even thinks to come and check on
us."
    It was
then that he knew he’d be living at the plantation alone.
    And when
he moved to Corinth without her, he realized that she wanted to put the miles
between them and not just the driving kind. Each time that he would make the
trip to see her, she would end up being busy or having other plans; it got so
bad that he found himself staying at her apartment alone most weekends.
Finally, she told him that she'd had enough; there was no use in continuing a
long distance relationship she told him. He knew then, probably even sooner
that she had been seeing someone else.
    So Magnus
lied to his friends when they told him to come on back to New Orleans. He told
them that he needed to get the old place ready to sell and that it would take a
long time to take care of the renovations. He also wanted peace and quiet to
write his novel. And since Jeanette no longer wanted to be with him, he saw no
reason to go crawling back to New Orleans with his tail between his legs, no
way. He was going to stick it out alone, as long as he possibly could.
    Just look at how far you’ve gotten Magnus, not one
goddamn word has been typed on your computer, you’re smart, real fucking smart. "Well, there’s no going back now," he replied to his own conscience . I made the choice to move out here, now I
have to live with that choice for a very long time. Everyone thinks this place
is haunted and after what happened to that older couple, not one person has
come to even look at the place. No one interested in actually buying it that
is.
    He knew
how hard it was going to be to sell the place plantation or not, people
nowadays couldn’t afford a