You may or may not get read, the tales I have shared over the years,about my grandparent's tatteredlil' enchanted home, complete with double attic and tiny passageways? Or ghostly apparitions, and curious collections up rickety stairs? It is a place that sits high high high upon a hill, on a cliff. To get to their home, you must have the line down what seems like a hundred stairs.
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Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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