Ahh, how lonely to be in a narrow room with no green or bookcase. And to think that Marilla was looking down the lane for Matthew. And then that Josie Pye. Maybe loneliness is better than Josie's companionship.
I can see that my post are getting shorter. I wonder if that is because Anne is all grown up. Or am I just tired of writing and want to get this chapter over with?
garret - an attic, usually a small, wretched one
I can see that my post are getting shorter. I wonder if that is because Anne is all grown up. Or am I just tired of writing and want to get this chapter over with?
garret - an attic, usually a small, wretched one
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