Tuesday, September 05, 2006

 

217/365 Mrs. O'Brien

Nana’s next-door neighbour. She won the ultimate prize. --- A son in the priesthood. But she’d go out on the street in her slippers and housecoat, without even a bit of lipstick on! I knew what Nana really thought of her. That Dolly! No self-pride! No dignity!

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