12 April 2009 at 8:57 am
While we were flipping through photo albums, I found a Christmas letter my step-grandmother wrote one of the years I was living forty minutes away from them at the boarding school. "Our granddaughter attends a prestigious girl's school down the road from us," it read. "We don't see her much--mostly just driving her to and from the airport." Ouch.
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Hi. Morgan, 27, of Santa Barbara, CA. I am a hypocritical admirer of rhetoric (when it is my own) and an observer of literary trends. A secret: I don't take anything very seriously, and that includes myself.