The Brooch.
“He’s looking for his penis, you know, he thinks he’s lost it”, Doris said.
“You shouldn’t say things like that Doris” I replied, but smiled.
Some of the surprising statements uttered by Doris made conversations with her interesting, if at times confusing.
I worked at the nursing home as a carer. My craving for a life of luxury was
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I'm glad people like you worked with older people. They truly need someone who cares.
I miss my grandparents.
Thank you for sharing this story. Made me feel just a little closer to my grandma.
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I am sad you miss your family, but shows they were loved.
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go to this. (below) to see and hopefully read stories as they come in,
http://therealljidol.livejournal.com/559264.html
I will give you another link when they start the voting.
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I should get my husband to read for me, he was once described as the 'best nit picker' in the business. He read a book for someone and found 500 errors, although it had been read by others twice to eliminate them.
I am naughty, should do that next time, if there is one.
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This was really great. I think Doris and I would have gotten on well. And I'm sorry that it wasn't Faberge after all. Maybe.
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The sad thing about the brooch, rules meant we never could accept gifts anyway! I was offered beautiful earrings but declined, too many possible problems. Thank you for comment.
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