MAGNIFIQUE | IN WHICH MILDRED TURNER ARRIVES IN AVONLEA TO VISIT A NEW FRIEND AND THERE'S A LIFE WAITING FOR HER. MAYBE, EVEN LOVE.
'MILLIE AND BEN' SEQUEL IS PUBLISH NOW!
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"what is the purpose of kissing?" anne shirley-cuthbert suddenly asked while they're eating supper.
matthew and marilla stopped eating and shared a look as anne asked again.
"is it... supposed to feel good?"
millie wanted to laugh at anne's question but she stayed silent as her ears are attentively listening to them.
" 'with one long kiss why the whole soul through. my lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.' tennyson. but kissing reminds me more of a... mother bird feedings its baby," anne said, "the thought... makes me queasy. and what is the perfect kiss? is it really sweeter than honey cake? and if a kiss is such a big idea, then why is it such a small word? it should be long and difficult to say. i've been trying to think of a more appropriate name for it, but nothing gives me a thrill. i assume kissing should give you a thrill, but i'm afraid i'll never find out."
the cuthberts stayed silent as anne continued to ramble, "do you think one can have a tragical romance without ever being kissed?"
marilla and matthew stopped eating and looked awkwardly when anne turned to them, looking for an answer.
"well, now, um... i dunno," matthew answered.
"millie said she doesn't experience it yet and even have a beau before. so, have either of you ever kissed anyone?" anne asked.
"anne!" millie blurted out, "we shouldn't talk about it at supper."
"i... i should, uh... barn," matthew said as he tried to stand up but marilla stopped her brother.
"for pity's sake, anne, your sister is right, hold your tongue. show some propriety here at supper," marilla scolded at anne.
"sorry."
the house turned into silence again, as anne broke it, "millie and i are awfully curious about it. when would be a better time to ask?"
"some other time," marilla answered.
and once again, they eat the supper silently.
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"ah! isn't it good to be alive on winter mornings like this?!" millie heard anne exclaimed as she, matthew, and marilla looked at the redhead girl.
