I really enjoyed this. It had a very quiet atmosphere about it, like I was sitting on a porch swing on a lazy, hot evening listening to this memory -- a sun-going-down sort of story. If that makes sense. Rocking back and forth, back and forth and just listening.
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"What shall I say when my lord comes a calling? What shall I say when he knocks on my door? What shall I say when his feet enter softly? Leaving the marks of his grave on my floor." -
Apt anology Hedda, very evocative
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THanks. And it's a purty book too."What shall I say when my lord comes a calling? What shall I say when he knocks on my door? What shall I say when his feet enter softly? Leaving the marks of his grave on my floor."Comment
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Wooo-ee, ain't much nicer 'en a purty book. And that Pork Pie Hat is purty un.Originally posted by Hedda Gabler View Post"Dance until your feet hurt. Sing until your lungs hurt. Act until you're William Hurt." - Phil Dunphy ("Modern Family"), from Phil's-osophy.Comment
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