Art and the philosophy of life

Darcy burst through the front door, shouting, “ELIZABETH! WHERE ARE YOU?”   “I’m standing right behind you,” she laughed.  “Why are you yelling?”   “Where are the kids?”   “Upstairs playing,” said Elizabeth.  “How was the demonstration?”   “One of your sisters held a piece of mistletoe over Diane’s head and…”     “Well, it is […]

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE AND MISTLETOE I – Georgiann Carlson — Brave & Reckless

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