wassumsic

Updated: June 22, 2025

I wouldn't care how nasty it tasted," she mourned, impatient at the long, hard climb that must be hers if she ever made of herself what her Jacques Henri wanted. All of Miss Effie's coaxing could not keep Beryl from taking the afternoon train to Wassumsic. "I must tell my mother about the beads at once!" she answered, firmly.

Jane Abbott - Red-Robin