Room 327, Tuesday Morning
Jul. 12th, 2011 09:57 amJuliet had kind of missed the whole ponies thing, which would make her sad if she hadn't been spending the days in Regency England. It felt like she'd just fallen into Jane Austen, even if it was a little annoying that people kept asking where her escort was. (Juliet had learned to smile brightly and look right past these people, as if searching for someone far more interesting.)
She came back to the island with her prizes -- two new frocks of summer muslin, a bright-tinted bonnet, and an edition of Lamb's Tales from Shakespeare. She paged through the stories with one hand while she ate some genuine Regency lemon candies with the other, door open in case anyone interesting came down the hall.
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She came back to the island with her prizes -- two new frocks of summer muslin, a bright-tinted bonnet, and an edition of Lamb's Tales from Shakespeare. She paged through the stories with one hand while she ate some genuine Regency lemon candies with the other, door open in case anyone interesting came down the hall.
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