Jul 9, 2016
Winter in the Park: Alfred || Ivy
There were rose things to endure during the cold months of January. Feeling the barren earth was one. She sat in the park, not really looking at any one thing in particular as she sipped the cup of tea. No, she knew what laid ahead to keep her from going stir crazy and she has the greenhouse of exotic and tropical plants some for purse decoration some more than others poisonous. She had a job to do anyway.
Someone had said something to her. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”
@sarcasticbuttler-alfied
