

Roberta and the GeniePiles upon piles of junk, sitting there covered in dust. That's all she saw in her grandmother's old house. The funeral was yesterday, and she'd been stuck with the task of cleaning and tagging everything for a yard sale, now that her aunts & uncles had all gone back home. Her mother was too grief-stricken to deal with things, she burst into tears at the site of each old tchotchke. Her younger brothers were off at summer camp, leaving her to do this chore solo.Roberta and the Genie
She never got along with her grandmother very well, being a tomboy didn't match up to the old biddy's opinion of what a lady sh
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The good ol' baldiegryph...
~ClubGryphon - ~griffins-club - ~ClubACEO
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'I demand the right to be Uniq'
I'm part of Project Reciprocation
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