Home Alone

Home AloneWe all know the universal allure of the parental closet; at least the part that has skirts and dresses and lingerie. Ever wonder why? Here’s one possible answer. (Yeah, it’s another “life with (or as) mother” TG caption. I know I said I wouldn’t, but here it is anyway. Inspiration struck; what was I gonna do?)

Amanda

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    • Excellent. That’s the pot of gold, isn’t it; an ending that’s at first surprising, then seems perfectly logical when you look back over the story. Not easy to do in a mere caption (which is why most of mine don’t manage the trick).

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