*Rhoda's been browsing the library, and found some interesting articles on black widow killers (on an impulse, one-- written by Richard Bravo, on the subject of the infamous Bessie Denker-- has been neatly tucked into her pocket, for closer reading) and now, it would seem, has gotten some ideas. As she's still an adult, she has determined to ( Read more... )

*Normally a sickly-sweet eight-year-old with a murderous mind, Rhoda has found being twenty rather preferable-- a child cannot do quite what a woman can, she has learned, with smooth skin and long lashes. Presently, she is dressed simply, but elegantly (and in a way that screams '1950s') and admiring her own reflection as subtly as she can in a ( Read more... )

*is (rather prettily) adultified and has wasted no time in digging out an old dress of her mother's, quite stylish in a 1950s way*

*does a little turn, watching the skirt flare out-- she was eight not long ago, after all-- and smiles. this, she thinks, could be fun*

*sits playing Au Claire de la Lune over and over on the piano, an expression of intense concentration on her face. she is looking noticeably different: specifically, her hair has been carefully curled, pulled away from her face with a red ribbon, and she is wearing one of her Sunday dresses (she has several, because Daddy never says no when she ( Read more... )