Thursday, March 11, 2010

3.11.2010: day 15

My next read- a birthday present from my sister. It was written in 1947 and set in early 1900s Williamsburg. The light heart was meant to be...
Looking at the covers, I have the urge to make up conversations between the people: "What are you doing here at the bottom of the stairs, my little sugar lump?" "Why, Dear, I was so overcome by your handsomeness I promptly had to sit. Your teeth...are so...mesmerizing..."

"Please come down off that horse and run away with me!" "I might, if I could remove my foot from this stirrup..."

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