Shipping Taffy by mail always leads for some interesting stories.
Taffy’s birthday at her apartment, as told by Taffy. She normally sits at the head of the table (on the right of her as she sits). But that’s her apartment. Hasn’t changed in years.
“You know, this is my golden anniversary!” Taffy announced at dinner. ”I’ve been divorced for fifty years!”
A creative writing assignment I wrote about Taffy’s Warehouse (in 1996).