No wonder you and I get along so well. I remember reading that book for the first time (I read it from beginning to end twice) the summer I was 12. Constantly being nagged at for being naughty, I too, wanted to be like Melanie. She was the stronger of the two and far, far nicer. My mother and I would discuss the moral issues of the story, my father (ever the historian) and I the war aspects. (I am a descendent through him of General James Longstreet).
And the morning after I saw the movie (on a Saturday night), a young man who so strongly resembled my schoolgirl image of what Ashely Wilkes should look like (NOT Leslie Howard!) strolled down the aisle past me at church and I nearly fainted. He was in school on Monday morning, a transfer student, and in my art class. I immediately developed an enormous crush on him. Then didn’t I feel more like Scarlet!
Your choice of flowers rings true – a camellia and an orchid!
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