Therapy was working wonders for Margie. It had been three weeks, and she could now sit in a room with a bubble machine and not go into a catatonic stupour. Lawrence Welk had destroyed her for years; it was now time to pick up the pieces, one bubble at a time.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Tiny Bubbles
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