Remember when little girls wore pretty gingham dresses with lacey white petticoats, patent leather shoes and straw hats adorned with flowers? Remember how their hair shone golden in the sunlight with their cheeks flushed pink in excitement? Remember their sweet singsong voices, impeccible manners and girlish giggles? ... No, neither do I, but if it ever did happen I imagine it would looks something like Miss Verity Rose.
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