Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Walls I have met

Joshua Bellamy Smith. His eyes are either blue, grey-blue, grey-brown or purple. He likes to sprawl about on the weekends reading books about boarding school.

Mrs Blanche Delaney. Her six daughters all play the piano competently. Every monday morning, she presses their identical school uniforms with lemon-scented starch.

Ms Adelay paints her fingernails lilac. Her husband is always wondering, How did she get so many fingernails?

Kerry is fifteen years old and can't wait to leave home.

Poor John Rackman, down on his luck. He used to tape up his cracks, but now he doesn't care. Children scrape their sticks along his shins as they walk to the corner dairy, to buy spearmint suckers and ice creams as big as their heads.

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