Pretending thoughts

Here, off the stage, the Blue Roses calls out, her glass recently broken. There was nothing blue about her or roses, just pleurosis, wrongly spoken

You know she is expecting her gentleman caller the warehouse prince. Her brother calls his mother a witch who is rising on a broomstick .You know, she does not like his going to the movies all the night.

BTW he is actually not going to the movies but is merely pretending. Blue Roses is not going to the business school but is pretending.*

Actually nobody is going for a morning walk. We are just pretending.

*The Glass Menagerie by Tennesse Williams

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