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Patty's Place.
It's been on her mind ever since Anne had returned from the "consitutional" through the park with the girls, and Charlie and Gilbert. Even now, sitting on a low wall in the graveyard across from her room, her mind is not on the here and now but rather trailing delightfully through dreams of tiny red brick cottages, laughter, and a sweet sense of home.
She can allow the daydreams this afternoon--there's all weekend to work and her mind is, as Phil put it earlier in the week: "simply crammed--I feel like a cupboard just waiting for someone to open the door so that everything can just fall out."
It's been on her mind ever since Anne had returned from the "consitutional" through the park with the girls, and Charlie and Gilbert. Even now, sitting on a low wall in the graveyard across from her room, her mind is not on the here and now but rather trailing delightfully through dreams of tiny red brick cottages, laughter, and a sweet sense of home.
She can allow the daydreams this afternoon--there's all weekend to work and her mind is, as Phil put it earlier in the week: "simply crammed--I feel like a cupboard just waiting for someone to open the door so that everything can just fall out."