The Girl Who Learned To Kneel

Dear Elsie, Sitting in the living room, you’re eating the Australian coasters, and I’m examining your figure. I’m looking for (i) teeth, and (ii) possible signs of damage. We vaccinated you on Friday, Pookey Babu. (What do you think of your new nickname? Yes? No? Direct all complaints and emotional trauma to Daddy, please!). And [...]