That's the kind, my friend, that always fall soft. "As long as I live, I'll never forget that dress of hers," Prudence declared. “Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. I too can see it. Birthdays just ain’t the same once you get old kiddo.
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