05-27-2014, 05:20 PM
Harper blushed. "If you don't mind, Aunt Bea," she said demurely. She was both excited and nervous about seeing Mr. Beckett, and she was having trouble concentrating on anything else ... even how amusing a surprise visit from Aunt Bea might be.
Setting her teacup aside, Harper stood and carefully straightened her dress. She had put so much effort into her appearance today ... effort that she usually found to be completely unnecessary. And yet ... she almost felt as though she should have done more.




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