Ellie Parkinson and The Realm of Evil
I walked down the aisle towards the middle row seats which were nearly occupied, lifting my gown a bit and my ankles beginning to hurt due to the tight heels that I had worn for the first time in three years.
“Mum…if it's some romantic play then I am out of here,” grumbled James, adjusting his bowtie irritatingly, as we took our seats, which felt more comfortable than the cliché cinema hall seats.
“James,” called mum, giving him the look, to which his expression changed and took the form appropriate for a beloved friend's deathbed. “It's a satire by famous playwright ‘Oscar Wilde', called ‘The Importance of Being Earnest'. Your father and I, are not eccentric fools to take you, people somewh
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