I believe I am becoming pathetic. I'll go further, I believe that I am in love with a flower-growing, wood-carving quarryman/carpenter/pig farmer. In fact, I know I am. Perhaps tomorrow I will become entirely miserable at the thought that he doesn't love me back - may, even, care for Remy- but at this precise moment I am succumbing to euphoria. My head and stomach feel quite odd.
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About Mary Ann Shaffer, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
Mary Ann Shaffer, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society.