Anne with an E – Sore eyes
I suppose you are Matthew Cuthbert of Green Gables? I’m very glad to see you. I was beginning to be afraid that you weren’t coming and I was imagining all the things that might have happened to prevent you. I’d made up my mind that if you didn’t come for me, I’d go down the tracks to that big wild cherry tree and climb up into it and stay all night. I wouldn’t be a bit afraid, and it would be lovely to sleep in a tree all white with bloom in the moonshine, don’t you think? I can also imagine that I’m already a disappointment to you. I’m aware that I’m not much to look at, but even though I’m thin, I’m very strong. I want you to know that I’m forever grateful that you’re adopting me. You’re a sight for sore eyes, Mr. Cuthbert.
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