Jasper New York
Title: Jasper New York
Fandom: Christy
"I've been in New York mother, a city called Jasper, a dreadful little place actually." Margaret walked around the room bare of all but two tattered chairs and a crocked table in the center. She always hated the nakedness of the home, the absence of paintings, knick-knats to voice a personality for this place. She remembered there was once three shelves of books on the far wall that she'd stare at begging mother to read one; she was always busier helping the poor and needy, in fact they got the blasted books.
"Did thee have a good time?"
"Sure. It was away from here." Mother would never get anger at the sass being thrown at her, mother would never call her on her disrespect. Margaret all her life was called spoiled, perhaps she was, not like mother cared.
"Thou is going to a new community in ..."
"I don't care mother." If mother didn't care, why should she?
Fandom: Christy
"I've been in New York mother, a city called Jasper, a dreadful little place actually." Margaret walked around the room bare of all but two tattered chairs and a crocked table in the center. She always hated the nakedness of the home, the absence of paintings, knick-knats to voice a personality for this place. She remembered there was once three shelves of books on the far wall that she'd stare at begging mother to read one; she was always busier helping the poor and needy, in fact they got the blasted books.
"Did thee have a good time?"
"Sure. It was away from here." Mother would never get anger at the sass being thrown at her, mother would never call her on her disrespect. Margaret all her life was called spoiled, perhaps she was, not like mother cared.
"Thou is going to a new community in ..."
"I don't care mother." If mother didn't care, why should she?