Your Beautiful Angel Spice Girl

Margaret didn’t go to clubs. She didn’t go by ‘Peggy’, either. Hadn’t ever, in fact, though ‘Maggie’ had been tried a few times. ‘Marge’. ‘Meg’, even. They all slid off like water. Margaret wasn’t the sort of person to whom things stuck. Though, she thought with a vague internal sigh as she gazed at her…