No longer is there a Gremlin or a tiny, little Turkish person in the next room. Zehra snuck away very early in the morning and Emila dashed out the door at 8:00am to catch her bus. No more Turkish lessons and tea in the kitchen. No more demands for cake. No more chicken dance around my room at 11:00pm. It's so quiet...
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10 years ago
2 comments:
i missed everthing Maggie...
I like your hair in this picture. Is it just me or does it look a little feathered ala Farah Fawcett?
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