I don’t know what to do, she thought.

“I don’t know what to do, she thought.” – The Narrows by Ann Petry

2 thoughts on “I don’t know what to do, she thought.

  1. Obviously the boat in the foreground caught all of the feral pillows. Time to hunt for the wild lawn chairs, a far wilier prey.

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