Funny thing is, Lady Skipwith is a character I could have written myself. Thanks, stranger who stood outside the window to capture me as a bitterly angry ghost.
34th and Lexington
15 years ago
Here in PA a girl learns to live without the ocean and the mountains, along the way discovering things of both major and minor importance. Some fiction, some non, I won't tell you which and if you ask will probably confuse the two. Just a way to pass the time on those grey grey Meadville days.
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