On the way to Saks I thought about Sally Snow and wondered what she looked like and who she could be?34MAGJul 18Sign up to like postSubscribeLoginPrivacyTermsInformation collection noticeShare I was about to knock on Sally Snow’s door, which I knew was slightly crazy, when the door opened and a Siamese cat came slithering out. “Come here, Topaz,” I heard a woman say.FLOWERS IN THE HALLWAY BY ELLEN BLOOMENSTEIN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 79This post is for paying subscribersSubscribeAlready a paying subscriber? Sign in
