Love is a Minefield
“Did you know Tony before you met Dada?” Bean asked me this morning. She found me, my hair dripping wet, as I …
“Did you know Tony before you met Dada?” Bean asked me this morning. She found me, my hair dripping wet, as I …
Do you remember? Do you remember how you asked me if I would like to go with you to Dairy Queen …
I wrote this as a submission for a certain blog, but it won’t ever run there. I’m not entirely certain …