The white gloves are important for Mary

 

I loved Audrey is more normal than mine, because they often had a short sleeve white lace at times delicate, when it was short and barely covered my thumb, and the plain of heavy cotton, while cotton and Bloomers mother, she was in the garden to keep mosquitoes away. And Audrey has aged, like gloves!

 

Banks were painted, and may also be a problem when I discovered on a warm summer Sunday. Sometimes, when the whole congregation prayed for me to put my hands on the bench in front of me, and the tilt of his head in my hands, as if I did not think of anything more than pious thoughts, and I confess that my mind was often in anything except prayer.

 

I was not very happy that the mother, we wear white gloves in Renfrew, when we were in our weekly deliveries. But if we have a courtesy, and Audrey and I were expected to sparkling white gloves.

 

At that time, my sister in her mid-teens gloves were about two inches above the thumb, I thought that the height of haute couture, and I could not wait until I have a pair of long sleeves and would .

 

And when she came to our old log cabin, would be in the kitchen before she went back to breathing. And he points the finger at a time took off her gloves, and one could say that he wanted a place to park. And always said the same thing. Mother holding his white gloves in the same box, took a pair of silk socks. Sometimes, when I was alone in the house, I would go in the box on his dresser and try the gloves and move your hand up and down in front of the mirror, paint, look what I would do if white gloves old enough to have more .