crosbys's

Updated: May 23, 2025

It's only three miles, and I'd love to have them see us go by, at full speed." Obediently, Allison turned into the winding road which led to Crosbys's and, to please Isabel, drove at the third speed. Once under way, the road spun dustily backward under the purring car, and the wind in their faces felt like the current of a stream. "Oh," cried Isabel, rapturously; "isn't it lovely!"

Myrtle Reed - Old Rose and Silver