ricke

Updated: May 12, 2025

I had been looking at all the pretty presents I have shown you, and my trousseau, and my furniture, it is not bad, as you see, my dress, my veil, my ring, and I do not know I do not know but, all of a sudden, from everywhere came the thought of my brun, my handsome brun with the mustache, and the bonne aventure, ricke, avenant, the Jules, Raoul, Guy, and the flower leaves, and 'il m'aime, un pen, beaucoup, pas du tout, passionnément, and the way I expected to meet him walking to and from school, walking as if I were dancing the steps, and oh, my plans, my plans, my plans, silk dresses, theater, voyages to Europe, and poor papa, so fine, so tall, so aristocratic.

Grace E. King - Balcony Stories