I always felt bad for Georgiana. She tried romance and that went terribly, so now all she wants is to play her pianoforte in peace. But she can’t even have that with all these lovelorn rivals showing up on the grounds of Pemberley and sighing at each other.
Over the weekend, my family lost our matriarch. So this weeks comic is in honor of the wonderful, witty, absolutely incredible woman who was my grandmother, and commemorates how she word for word ruined one of my favorite movies as a pre-teen.
Love you grandma. And I’ll miss you so, so much.
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All I’m saying is that Lizzy came around real quickly when Whickham walked past.
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