ALICE rushed into the room and threw her big, white straw hat on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair slightly out of place. "Hello, Margie, am I late?" "No, but get started dressing, we only have about twenty minutes before time to go." Margaret was sitting at the dressing table smoothing coral nail polish on her straight, smooth nails...
Johnson, Stella Lou
Sketch: Vol. 10
, Article 9.
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