“Tonight,” she pirouetted over to a different pile, “Is all about embracing the mystery and the alluring glamour of the unknown. That is the name of the game.”
Five Minutes Peace
She adored her niece and two nephews but if she’d known she’d be fantasising about doing the hoovering and plugging in an air freshener after watching them for a few days, she’d have thought twice.
“See, that’s what makes it so great for me. I love to explore new options,”
“I can’t promise you anything though.”
Poetry poetry poetry! This is where submissions get a bit more creative than most, and it's a wonder how many HOLers (particularly the eagles) are filled with fabulous artsyness.