Sunday, September 9, 2012



I had long hair once. It was past my waist, and soft? You have rarely run the back of your finger over hair as soft as that. Dorothy had a hissy fit about washing it all the time and Sylvia got all excited and one night- one night at 3 AM they took the biggest pair of scissors I had and hacked it off at the top of my shoulders.

Those two girls together are scary: Dorothy will bite your head off and Sylvia is too loony to do anything but laugh hysterically and gnaw her knuckles. She holds them up to me and points out the smiley face of teeth marks.

Olive

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