A vicious storm strands Rosemary miles from her home. She's lucky enough to come upon a small cabin but soon discovers it's a hideout for a wanted kil..
This trait I hate!This "Chatty Kathy" fateI'm so Chatty Kathy todayMy dignity, My graceblows up in my facewhenever I'm talkin' this wayI'm never demur..
Betwixt, Betwined, Beneath the tweedlay the nasty pin,It pierced my toe without a need,My foot had lost again.Of all the places I should step,I landed..