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| William looked at his father and then at Harry. � Yes.� He said. � Yes, what?� Asked Charles. � Yes, it�s Tara.� William replied. � What about her?� Asked Harry. � I saw her today.� William said. � So? Isn�t that great, we haven�t seen her for two years!� Said Harry. � No, you don�t know the whole story. We�re not friends anymore.� William told them. � Why not, William?� Asked Charles. � I love her.� William said quietly. �But that�s wonderful William!� Said Charles. � No, it�s not. She�s catholic father. And me being the prince and having people wanting to murder me, it�s too much for her. She even said so that�s why she�s never talked to me since she left. But I saw her today. She still doesn�t want to see me after all these years.� William said sadly. � I�m sorry to hear that. Why haven�t you told us before?� Asked Charles. � I didn�t feel like telling you at the time, but after a while I just didn�t want you to know.� Said William. � How come she left if she knew you loved her? Most girls would risk their lives to be with you.� Said Harry. � She�s catholic, remember I can�t get married to a catholic and she knew that. I told her that I would give up the throne to be with her, but she told me not to. She just said goodbye and left.� William told Harry. � You missed her a lot, that�s why you cried at night and seemed so miserable. And now that you have seen her today brought back those feeling even bigger then they were before haven�t they?� Asked Charles. William just nodded his head. Everyday Tara and Lisa went around England and saw all of the different sites and stores that England had to offer. William would get up early every morning and follow them around and watch them from afar. He watched Tara�s every move, studying her. His heart sank every time he remembered something that they did together that her and Lisa were doing now. He wished with all his heart that she would come back to him or even just talk to him, be his friend again. He needed someone to talk to, to tell his secrets to. At night he would look at pictures of him and her that he had from when she visited him that one summer that ended it all. Three weeks after they saw William, Tara and Lisa were sleeping in their hotel room. Tara was having a nightmare of what happened to her in England the years before. Lisa woke up to Tara saying William�s name over and over. She couldn�t take it anymore. She had to get Tara to see William. She picked up the phone and called the operator. � Hello, can I please have the number to the Windsor�s home? Lisa asked the operator. It took some convincing and begging, but she got the number. � Hello�. Can I speak to William please? � Tell him it�s about Tara�. Thanks.� Lisa waited until she heard a voice on the other end. � Hello? � William, do you remember me? Tara�s friend? � Ok, yeah I�m Lisa. I called you to tell you that I�m bringing Tara over to you now�. No, she doesn�t know that she coming. She�s sort of sleeping at the moment� I�m bringing her to you because I can�t stand to spend another day with her mopping� Ok, we�ll be there in 20 minutes� Bye.� Lisa hung up. |