“A rumor grows, there in the first evening shadows, and gathers speed. A patchy, slippery, taffeta rumor. She was wearing a dress. A dark blue dress. And this dress was made by a witch.” — Karen Foxlee Copy Share Image
A witch and a bitch always dress up for each other, because otherwise the witch would upstage the bitch, or the bitch would upstage the witch, and the result would be havoc — Tennessee Williams Copy Share Image
