J.M.Tibbott

Of all the nerve. I am summoned. The guy with the chocolate voice who Wynneth refers to as Lord Eduardo, has summoned me.  Who does he think he is? Lord, indeed.  My father, as a very high-ranking diplomat, often had to meet with titled people, particularly when we were in the UK. The majority of…

The dream I was having about this odd place, was so good, I was hoping to  be able to continued to dream for a while, praying that my alarm wouldn’t make me too soon.   I wish they had given me back my clothes because the dress while somewhat comfortable, just wasn’t me. The closest…