(2/2) Springtime. Not one of a kind.

Alice rushed into the drawing room, ready to boast about her new shirt, and stopped dead when she saw her family.

 

Alice: *Stunned* You!? All?

 

Dad: Hello love, seen a ghost?

 

Patch: Haha! Close your mouth sis or a bird will nest in there.

 

Mum: Oh, I see you too bought a Springtime blouse. They were on sale down at the market. But you are wearing yours backwards dear.

 

Dad: Yes, the buttons should go in the back don't you know.

 

Alice: It's... it's impossible!

 

Dad: I know. I had to have help buttoning this thing.

 

Alice: You ruined my groove!! *She rushed back to her room, crying.*

 

Dad: What did I say?

 

Mum: Nothing dear, she's a teenager.

 

Dad: Ah.

 

But Patch knew what was up and went after her. She could be a sweet, comforting little sister when she wanted to, and now she wanted to. Also, she knew Alice had sweets in her room...

 

 

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'Springtime' was sold in a variety of patterns and colours in 1964.

 

I had looked for at least one of them for ages, when Didier kindly offered to give me the one Alice is wearing, since he had duplicates.

 

It was like unplugging a blockage. Suddenly I stumbled across more of them and now, a year later, I have all these. Yay!

 

 

Done