A rather less vile crime
Jul. 28th, 2005 07:51 amSo I was standing around my mother's flat chatting with her, when I told her - now it can be told - that 27 years ago, when I was in my early teens, I stole one of the books that are now in her bookcase from one of our then-local newsstands.
Name me anyone but a mother who could go into the quivering shakes, 27 years after the fact, at the thought of her son being caught stealing.
Name me anyone but a mother who could go into the quivering shakes, 27 years after the fact, at the thought of her son being caught stealing.
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Date: 2005-07-28 11:08 pm (UTC)