Homeless.

[itsalladream]

Mun,

I really don't think this is a wise idea. But you never really do listen, do you?

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oh my gosh, Julia!

[morewidows]

Wisdom is hard to come by in most places, dear.

Hello there!

[itsalladream]

Tell me about it.

All my adolescent love for you!

[morewidows]

What's to tell?

[She smiles slightly. Yes, rhetorical.]

Likewise Morticia! <3

[itsalladream]

[Julia smiles right back. One of those polite smiles.]

Depends. But in my experience there's always a story to tell.

[morewidows]

[She should hear Morticia talk about the tortoise and the hare...]

If there wasn't, would any of us be here?

[itsalladream]

[Oh that would be quite interesting indeed....But for now Julia reaches into her coat pocket to draw out her pack of cigarettes.]

I suppose not. So, then, what's your story?

[morewidows]

[Smoking! A horrible way to go, Morticia fully approves.]

Oh, it's nothing out of the ordinary for my family. Everyone else, however, seems to think we're a macabre, insane lot, but...I'm happily married, surrounded by three wonderful generations, and have three lovely children. It's simply a different way of living than most, but that does not mean we do not love.

I suppose that is the attraction.

[itsalladream]

[Julia produces a lighter in her other hand and lights her cigarette up before taking a drag. She offers up the pack to the other woman.]

It's all about perspective isn't it?

[Something she knows all too well about.]

Everyone's different. But if you are happy then I guess for what it's worth it's what counts.

[morewidows]

Too sweet, dear, but I am not a smoker. Thank you.

[Yes, perspective is always key!]

And are you willing to share yours?