“Now that is a moon….” Mr. Cassette sighed, as we were lying under our Larch, staring up at the sky just the other night. This is his new thing, lying on the still warm ground and one that I have fully embraced. For the spring
Tag: Arthur F. Mullen
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One of the many pastimes encouraged by Father and Mother of Miss Cassette during my childhood was the delicious habit of reading in bed, just before lights out. Father of Miss Cassette was particularly devoted to the practice and could often be