Leila’s Secret Journal-Part 1 (Ugly Table)

Leila trampled down the creaky wooden stairs, thudding sound echoing through the meekly ventilated basement. Ransacking the place, curtaining through cobwebs, jumping over a few broken throw-aways her eyes located it–the table Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.”― Rhett Butler Gone with the wind, Margaret Mitchell Leila trampled down the creaky wooden stairs, thudding sound echoing through the meekly […]