let's take jesus off the dashboard
got enough on his mind

There was Manderley, our Manderley, secretive and silent as it always has been, the grey stone shining in the moonlight of my dream, the mullioned windows reflecting the green lawns of the terrace. time could not wreck the perfect symmetry of those walls, not the site itself, a jewel in the hollow of a hand.

Mia, 23.

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