Her aim was horrible, of that she was painfully aware thanks to the not so gentle demonstration given by her coach. She couldn’t help but notice, however, that he didn’t hit tennis balls with his swing either, but for some reason this didn’t seem like the time to mention such things.
And the actual dress in the poster was recently sold for £15,000- http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-28175578 has the details!
She came to regret the question: “What do you mean follow through?”
Little known outside certain circles, Hollywell University’s graduate program was known to the students as Hollywell’s Reform School for Heiresses. No student graduated until she has achieved the education missed during her “college experience” and matured to the point of being capable of taking over stewardship of the family fortune. Being a closed campus, many of the social amenities were provided for recreation, but none were ever away from the watchful eye of the staff.
Longbean- A delightful story- thanks for sharing!
Nikolai- perhaps that’s the reason I always stop short on my swing. Not lack of athleticism, just sympathy. As for the Hollywell girls, that’d be an interesting place! Perhaps it will show up in a story one day.