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by Sarah Darling

Created on: July 15, 2008

Travels with Lady Baltimore



The weather was turning colder, and I wanted to be home before it turned severe. I was only 18 but I had been on my own a long time.
I had not traveled in sometime, thank goodness. I was getting homesick. I was determined to get home for the holidays. I needed to buy some things. I had moved around a lot, and what l had managed to afford myself, were neatly tucked away. My pictures and letters, not to mention little gifts I had been given, all my keepsakes, safe, and treasured. I called my mum and she was trying hard not to sound too excited. The holidays were only three weeks away. The weather had decided it was definitely winter, but today the sun was shining, and I made plans to prepare to leave. I was living in Vancouver, and it was approximately 2000 miles home. Lady Baltimore was waiting to be of assistance . She was always there for me, and I trusted her with my most cherished secrets, my possessions, and anything I wanted kept safe. I should tell you that Lady Baltimore was an old suitcase, I had picked up in a goodwill shop back home years ago. Don't laugh, because she did everything said she would do and more.

I happened upon my dear little suit case when I was leaving home. I had no luggage of my own, save a battered old bag I was given by my uncle Joe. He seemed to think it would bring me luck. I suppose it did, for I made out pretty well. I seemed to land on my feet, thank god for friends. I tried my hand at waitressing
and then turned my hand to nursing. I had spent the last three years in school. I graduated top in my class, and was offered a job at a nursing home, it was going well, but I wanted something better. Time to call on Lady Baltimore. I had saved some money , and I could not resist a little shopping. I dearly wanted to have something special for my mum and dad for Christmas. Oh I knew they did not expect anything but, after all , Christmas was a time for giving, I certainly did not want anyone to think I was doing so badly that I could not afford Christmas gifts. My little suit case could hold a lot more than one might expect. It was rather shocking actually how much I could fit inside it. She always had room for just a wee bit more. She never failed me. We had been so many places together. She was older than I was I believe, but I took her all over the country. I'm afraid she was badly abused , and thrown around a lot. But she maintained her frame, and her good looks. She was tough. She was always there when

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