I intentionally modernized some names in this story. I apologize if this bugs anyone.Part 10:
link Gwen is puttering in the kitchen: setting the table, keeping an eye on the chicken, putting water on to boil for the arroz noodles, chopping vegetables, preparing the postres so she can pop it in the horno when they start eating.
Morgana wanders in. “How do I look?” She spins. She is wearing a flattering esmeralda green espaguetis, espagueti strap vestido de verano, sundress with a handkerchief hemline. Her hair is in loose waves and she looks spectacular.
“Fabulous....
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