Miss Emily, if only it were that simple…

I’m still easily entertained by and anxious to see what photo will pop up next every time I turn off my Kindle.  The photos have yet to start repeating themselves.

Earlier this week, it was Miss Emily.

Ahhh, Emily, if only I could bring you back that easily with the flip of a switch.  I’d take you to get your hair done and then we’d go shopping for a new dress; that collar has got to go!

And then I’d pack a picnic basket and take you to Forest Park.  We’d sit out under the trees by the water in front of the art museum and you could read sweet morbid poetry to me.

Then, I’d break your heart when you asked me to kiss you and you’d probably go lock yourself up in your room all over again.

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