Haiku
Soft wafting breeze
Cotillion. As in days when
dresses were called frocks
5
Kudos
5
Kudos
Soft wafting breeze
Cotillion. As in days when
dresses were called frocks
Mother was always threatening apoplexy. Although I only had a vague notion of what that is, I was certain that it was serious, painful, and that whatever it was that I was doing that caused her to threaten it, I had better stop doing it.... Continue →