Words,words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.

Are you watching the boats?” Cornelia guessed. She craned her neck to see if there was any excitement on the river.Heavens no, I’m spying on people,” Virginia responded unrepentantly.-Cornelia E and Virginia Somerset

I know how syrupy this sounds, how dull, provincial, and possibly whitewashed, but what can I do? Happy childhoods happen