“I don’t get it,” she whispered. Crystal is watching, and you have to finish those rails.”. “Next time, be more careful when you use the ladder. I felt the ladder jiggle and I lost my balance.”. Maddie, who was walking to her car, heard the noise and turned around to see the customer lying face down near the entrance, under the big letter. Although it makes a great story, it now seems unlikely that Henry VIII wrote ‘Greensleeves’ for his future love, Anne Boleyn. But for the zipper, which nipped a tiny piece of skin at the base of her neck, the dress went on easily and it looked amazing. “I don’t like it. “How sad,” said Deirdre, munching a sandwich. The sky outside the glass doors darkened. In a rusty-rose, tweed jacket with a peplum, a full skirt, straw hat and big, pearl earrings, she reminded Vera of her Auntie Jane, who had died when Vera was 12. Gefällt 1.414 Mal. Sam Pittis Maddie poured herself a generous glass of Chablis. He played several instruments, including the lute, organ, flute and harp, and composed music and poems, including some for his first wife, Catherine of Aragon. So Vera interpreted this visit as a friendly warning of her own demise. At night, when the lights dimmed after the robotic announcement, “Driscoll’s is now closed,” the dress creeped among the shelves and slithered along the floors throughout the store. “Who found her that gorgeous, blue dress?”, “But she really wanted the dress I hid for myself. Marisol, who was folding jeans on a table nearby, sniped, “They expect us to be personal shoppers!”. Sorry. Tara furtively tapped “Goodbye” on the tin and stashed it in her pocket, while the little gathering dispersed. How ridiculous, thought Maddie, laughing nervously. “I saw her in Seasonal, listening to the Christmas CDs … with her little dog in the cart. She tried it on, and gazed into the tall, three-fold mirror in one of the cubicles. “There’s a man with a long white moustache right behind you and, look out, you are almost in his lap.” The nurse-practitioner’s theory — that chemicals flooding his brain were likely causing hallucinations — was more than offset by the observations of daily attendants who whispered that it was not uncommon for dying patients to have visitors from the other side. “Listen to me,” he said. “Yeah, I don’t know why. “New dress?” he said, picking it up off the floor. For centuries, it has been associated with the monarch. An older woman wearing a sweet-but-nauseating perfume was standing behind her, dressed in an odd, rose-colored outfit and big pearl earrings. Most historians now believe ‘Greensleeves’ dates back to Elizabethan times – after the reign of Henry VIII. “Very nice! I used to work in one (Robinson’s in downtown L.A.) in the collection department. Your email address will not be published. “Isn’t that the lady you were helping yesterday?” asked Deirdre from Customer Service. But she also whispered, under her breath, “If Vera can’t have it, no one can.”. The news coverage of the Driscoll’s accident started out on the front page, but shrank daily with each subsequent report. “Excuse me, do you work here?” asked a shopper with a brittle voice, iridescent, white hair, and designer eyeglasses. Same as me, thought Maddie, checking the tags disingenuously. Discover the benefits that come with your membership. Greensleeves is one of the UK’s oldest established lawn treatment companies. So Maddie bought the dress after punching out that day. Contemporary Fiction, Fiction. “We are going shopping.”. I guess I’m just clumsy,” she replied. Greensleeves Gypsy Horses. Most historians now believe ‘Greensleeves’ dates back to Elizabethan times – after the reign of Henry VIII. How strange, Maddie thought. No, not static. She decided to take a cat nap before making dinner, and sank into a dream in which the little teal vines on the botanical-print transformed into blue snakes with tiny red eyes and pointy, yellow fangs. Evan from Shoes got annoyed because a shoe box refused to stay put, repeatedly poking out an inch or so from the perfect wall of shoe boxes it had taken him over an hour to create. Vera still believed her death was imminent, but her head asked how imminent. “How adorable! No one reported the full impact on Driscoll’s employees. 157 likes. “What’s up, Liv? “At least we’re burning calories,” said Maddie. The supernatural and paranormal clash and crash together here beautifully, I must say. Deirdre heard a Christmas CD playing on its own. This story helped get my mind off the terrifying on-going horror story real life is now, and thank you so much for that. It’s trying to kill me. Here comes Crystal,” said Bill. And in Misses, Maddie heard the sound of hangers sliding over rails from an area where no one was rummaging. Henry VIII, in the end, was an unlikely champion of music. “They do,” said Maddie, tackling a heap of long-sleeve t-shirts on the other side, sorting them by color, folding and laying them one exactly on top of the other. She had watched her father slowly pass away at St. Otto’s Nursing Home. I can still smell them now. Other than the fragrance bars, the clearance floor was my favorite in the store. Greensleeves UK, Skelmanthorpe, Huddersfield. “Everything has a logical explanation. Featured image: Two Women on the Shore (1898) by Edvard Munch, The Art Institute of Chicago, Become a Saturday Evening Post member and enjoy unlimited access. While ‘Greensleeves’ probably wasn’t written by Henry VIII, it’s still an enduring example of Tudor music. Sometimes those slacks, golf shirts and more were almost free. Greensleeves UK, Skelmanthorpe, Huddersfield. Maddie tossed the Driscoll’s bag onto the back seat and turned the radio on to her usual classical station which featured medieval music that day. “Fetch your leash, Toby,” she commanded her brown, miniature dachshund. The music of composers like Thomas Tallis and William Byrd became much less ornate. 1am - 6am, Folk Songs of the Four Seasons (3) No one could find the navy blue business suit he had worn to work on Madison Avenue, nor the one he had danced in, after retirement, aboard the QE2. After punching in, Maddie retrieved the botanical-print dress from behind the table in the fitting room. It was just too absurd! She helped Vera yesterday.”. Luke was in the bedroom, hanging up his jacket and tie, when she awoke. Then she did something odd. “It’s the one Vera wanted, and now she’s dead!”, “Sure you can. The colognes were never marked down that much, but it was all good with that discount. Could it be the wind? The best of The Saturday Evening Post in your inbox! Shoulders aching, she grabbed one of the z-rails and pushed it down toward Misses, opposite Seasonal, where Christmas decorations were already encroaching on Halloween. “Try it on,” said Maddie, adding it to her cart, behind Toby. Tara tapped on the mint tin some more and, seconds later, the tiny plank floated once more over the letters. Others bought the dress and later returned it for a refund. The dress writhed as Maddie stapled the ticket to the sleeve with vengeance. Greensleeves Music Northallerton, Northallerton, United Kingdom. “Yes, please. “She was,” said Maddie, going back to the floor. And asked Maddie to snap her picture with her cell phone. “Goodbye,” she said to the botanical-print dress. “Thank you,” said Vera. The song – whose full, less elegant title is ‘A Newe Northen Dittye of ye Ladye Greene Sleves’ – appears to be based on an Italian style of song that didn’t reach England until after Henry’s death, in 1547. Maddie ran the rails until her shift ended. “Crystal wants you to run these now,” she said, meaning they had to hang everything where it belonged. Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Maddie from Misses hurried across the parking lot to punch in at Driscoll’s. Maddie, quite familiar with the size extra-small Clearance merchandise, deftly extracted a prussian-blue dress from the “Nautical Nights” collection and held it up.