I think I still have x ray eyes. And I can’t take them off of Dad’s ashen face, as I try to see through the stiffening mask that has settled in. Plastic tubing, taped to his mouth, pumps gushes of …
People Watching at the Great Gatsby Gala
Great Gatsby Gala “I hated reading the Great Gatsby in high school. Didn’t you?” I asked my husband as I stepped into my new black sequined flapper dress. We were ten …
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