I do hope you join me for tea. George will serve cake and there will be music and other entertainments. If you can't make it today, no fear - be sure to come tomorrow. If I'm in Vegas - tea at 11.
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hangover be damned, I'll write anyway. just need more coffee. and flowers. and mozart. Always mozart I have a very special story to share with the ladies today for tea. May I present a tale of the beauty killer, Gretchen Lowell. I was perched on a stool when the phone vibrated. My guest's doodled skin glistening against the florescent lights as he mumbled in his hallucinogenic slumber. Wiping the blood off my hands I check the phone to make sure it wasn't Archie. Peter's number gleamed back at me. A mild sense of disappointment followed by a small thrill that he was back in town with a family member in tow. For those following at home, find the rest of the tale I'm reading to the ladies at tea today here.
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