Ginger

Thank goodness for her very noticeable ginger hair, because she was too short to see in a crowd without some kind of landmark. I stood on a chair for a moment until I spotted that familiar flash of color over by the . . .

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

4 thoughts on “Ginger”

  1. Hello ,

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  2. Ginger as told by our parents is good to have in our daily diet. But in actual my mind screams YUCK!! on seeing it….
    Though Ginger Tea is hard to miss

  3. Her artistic belly-dancing name was Ginger; quite à propos to her character. She was exotic looking and a little picaresque. Her flowing mane had the right balance of orange, gold and brown, and she was always tossing it back when it covered part of her face. That, and her flirtatious eyes were her formidable seduction tools.

  4. by the bar holding a glass of wine in her hand. That was the first place I should have checked! She was talking with a group of people whom I did not know. They all seemed to be listening to whatever she was saying. That’s my friend Ginger, a real people person talking with all of her new best friends.

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