I press my lips together at the memories of rain dripping through stones, my inept attempts at flirting, & the aroma of my favourite Capitol dish in the chilly air. So some part of it must still be in his head, too. How happy, how hungry, how close we were when that picnic basket arrived outside our cave. +
Infinite List of Favourite Movies | Monte Carlo (2011) We go to that ball, real Cordelia gets to play hookie for a few days. Frere Jacques gets his charity girl, and we all get the vacation that I deserve.