
Waking up to a thumping headache, a headache born of far too much of last eveningās scarlet Bordeaux, a bleary eyed cursory morning glance toward the bedside table only to spot what I thought had been the stuff of dissolving dreams, namely a post-it note Iād scribbled upon that read, āMiss Rosie Mayday Lily Eve [ā¦]
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