My brother proposed marriage to her because love is truly blind. Her decision to accept was based on opportunism rather than emotion. My decision was more territorial than anything else; my brother intends to move her into the home we’ve shared since mother and father died. Granted is practically the size of a palace with it’s 22 rooms, but it’s not big enough for two queens.
Brother thinks he will be the unifier than forms us into a happy little family. No such luck darling baby brother. I love you, but there’s not enough love in the world to make me accept this.
So now just a sprinkle of this powder will take care of everything.
“Tea time darlings.”
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September 12, 2007 at 6:14 pm
JennieBoo
Interestingly funny….