Reply To: The Precious Life and Rambles of Liz Tattler

“You have NO idea!” announced Elizabeth, dramatically throwing the front door open, “No idea what I’ve been through!”

“We do have an idea,” replied Godfrey, a welcoming smile playing about his lips.

“You have NO IDEA!” Liz glared at him. “You think it was all about family, but no! Oh no!” Liz tried unsuccessfully to remove her long purple scarf with a flourish, but it caught on the hook of the hatstand and tightened around her throat. Finnley came to her rescue ~ rather slowly, if truth be told ~ by which time Elizabeth’s face matched the puce of her scarf. Liz coughed, and then took a few deep breaths.

“Roberto, take care of my suitcase will you? It’s heavy. It’s full of gargoyles. Finnley, put the kettle on!”