Griff’s wife was right. Rather than let her old aprons become desuetude, they would be the perfect, even homely addition to the otherwise solemn environment of Griff’s workplace
So this is where my 'inside voice' becomes my 'outside' voice. So pull up a chair and pour yourself a handsome glass of vodka. Welcome to Vidins' world.
100 Beautiful Words
Apron, Cooking, Death, Desuetude, Glebe Morgue, humor, humour, morgue, words, writer, Writing
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