Dec 22, 2007 19:57
Yesterday Mary turned twelve.
She's rather proud of herself for this achievement.
However, growing older does have certain uncomfortable side effects. The frocks that her uncle bought her when she first came to Misselthwaite are starting to fit less comfortably than they used to; her legs seem longer all of a sudden, causing her stockings to stretch more and tear more easily, and her sensible shoes are pinching her toes terribly.
Which is why, despite the pleasing fact that she is now twelve, she is sitting on a chair regarding her feet with a rather sour expression.
ingress,
glorfindel,
mary lennox,
melou,
lady macbeth,
wellard