My godmother made this brown cloak for my doll, Susan, many years ago. The cloak must have shrunk because now it fits only Marigold. The corners are gone because my Aunty Grace's dog, Kim, chewed one of them, and Aunty Grace mended it by making them match. The stitches are tiny.I still have my godmother, but Aunty Grace has gone.
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Kim was mine, not my mother's!
Ah! So you are to blame for the dog's behaviour, chewing my doll's clothes. Shall we have an argument about it now? Or did we then? I can't remember because I think I was too little, but you are my BIG cousin so you might remember.
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