Monday, 1 April 2013

you could get stuck...

Last week, after running errands L and her mother passed a little second hand shop. In an effort to lift L's spirits her mother suggested the two go in. The pair wandered around the racks for awhile, her mother eagerly searching, L, touching, feeling nearly every sleeve, contemplating and concentrating on different textures and memories.

Not long had gone by when L snapped out of her trace by a box being dropped. It was then. Out of the corer of her eye. All L saw was dusty pink, lace light and soft material hanging long and subtle. Daintily removing it from the rack L audibly gasped.

Not thirty seconds later an L was out the door and this gorgeous treasure was her's to keep.

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