Book3:WereMyDreamIs
goverhershoulders,herlonghairswivelingassheturned.SeeingDornawavingandcallingher,Marywalkedover;thegoldenyellowdaffodilsembroideredonthehemofherskirtplementingthelonggoldentressesonherheadandlookedveryprettytogether… “ThesecocktailsaresomesimpleartIcasuallymadetoshowMara.Wouldyouliketotakethemovertothebeautiesandaskthemtosamplethem?...Whatwouldyouliketodrinkyourself,Mary?...WouldyoulikemetomakesomeBloodyMaryforyou?” “BloodyMary?”excimedMary“Whatafrighteningname!No,Idon’twantthat.Makemesomethingelse…”Sayingso,Marysmiled,tookthedrinksandwalkedaway. MarytookhertrayofdrinkstowhereAmaliawassittingandofferedthemfirsttoheraohertwopanionsYokoandShei.Sheproceededtopywaitresstothebeauti