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Wednesday, 24th September, afternoon
Hope, Faith and Edmund's home

Edmund and me, we've bin engaged fer over a month, just about. Not really done any thinkin' about the wedding itself, cos, well, there was the new 'ouse to sort out, an' town's done its usual thing o'bein' strange again. But. I bin thinkin' about the future in general, an' a few days ago, before we got the key fer the house, Faith an' me went to see Management.

Dreaded goin' to them, after the last time. But I can't stay with the carnival if'm married to Edmund, an' Faith - Faith an' me, we can't live apart. So we went to tender our resignation, as Management put it. They tried t'persuade us to stay, but we was firm. So in the end we paid, an' were released.

'S strange, 'ow much of a burden it feels like's been lifted. Never realised I felt trapped by the Carnival, before. Or maybe it was, before everything that 'appened 'ere, that bein' in a prison felt safe.

They didn't ask fer as much as I expected. I gave 'em the colour of my eyes - no use to me now, really, cos when'm out I wear my tinted glasses cos Faith says 'aving blind eyes pointed at you feels unnervin', an' Faith gave them 'er 'air colour. Gave me a fright when I took 'er 'and after we left an' I saw 'er look in the mirror, 'air as white as snow. She says she can always dye it, but maybe she'll keep it fer now. Doesn't seem to 'ave stopped local lads bein' interested in 'er at any rate.

So. That's done. But we went to the carnie wake fer Doc Constantine. Went to the tavern too, o'course. 'E belonged to both places, sort of 'ow we did. Remember when we used t'be scared of 'im, back when 'e 'ad that demon inside 'im. Not bin scared of 'im fer a long time. An' we'll never forget the salve 'e gave us. Saved us some pain, this winter past. 'Ope 'e rests easy.

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