Fiorella will be attending a Thanksgiving celebration tomorrow and has no idea how it will work out since almost everyone there will be younger than she is. Nevertheless, she's taking her computer along with her and will catch you up on anything interesting.
Just thinking...all of Fio's students were younger than she was, so maybe she can make it, even without chalk, black board, and an attendance sheet in her hand.
Actually, though, your girl thinks everybody at the gathering will ignore her, which has happened before, so maybe she should just take something to read....or a drawing pad. DAMN--WHY HADN'T SHE LEARNED HOW TO KNIT?
Hmm....what would she wear? Let's face it--your girl has been cloistered for so long that her entire wardrobe is jeans, tops, and shirts. Yep, dowdiness is what happens when lack of transportation strikes. (And her hair needs attention too--professional attention.)
She also needs someone to search under her bed for her good glasses, the blocks that are shaped to her feet, and her mother's silver. The latter, she threw under the bed because she didn't know what else to do with it when she first moved in.
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