A GENTLEMAN'S BREAKFAST – project “52”
A gentleman he ought to be…
As he entered the life of the upper classes through the back stairways, he persistently was keeping the appearance of closely shaved and slightly tipsy handsome bachelor.
He spent his young years hunting as an young buck will chase the best deer to mate with.
Days merged with nights, late dinners turned into untimely breakfasts…
In the hound for the right trophy he lost the sense of time and being.
Now, that he had under his belt a wealthy wife, whose father was in the Parliament and a flirt for a mother in law, his appearance was becoming slightly shaved and increasingly tipsy…
Ah, the gentleman he never was…
Thank you for visiting,
Sophia
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