carol
Well I already did this, but a new beginning is like a tasty little treat, no?
She pulled from her pouch a dead watch, a canned ham, pickles, toothpaste, a reefer, an apple, a gyroscope and a map of Tunisia, murmuring, "Will this help?".
She looked at the stained old silver trophy and laughed out loud, what is this for she thought and tossed it in the just go away bin.
She held her head high, walked with the dignity of a cat. She refused to bow.