Silence, of course. What's so fragile that it breaks when it's not held?
Gold ink? Talk about gilding the lily.
Okay, my best friend back home reacted weirdly to this story, so I'll preface it with the fact that I was totally fine and there's a trick to it that makes it not as bad as it sounds! Also, my mother thought it was a scream. Anyway, that said: my dad tied me to a horse once to help toughen me up.
[GEE, CLAUDE, I WONDER WHY HILDA WAS KIND OF HORRIFIED BY THAT STORY. The preface doesn't help!]
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Gold ink? Talk about gilding the lily.
Okay, my best friend back home reacted weirdly to this story, so I'll preface it with the fact that I was totally fine and there's a trick to it that makes it not as bad as it sounds! Also, my mother thought it was a scream. Anyway, that said: my dad tied me to a horse once to help toughen me up.
[GEE, CLAUDE, I WONDER WHY HILDA WAS KIND OF HORRIFIED BY THAT STORY. The preface doesn't help!]