Lady next to me has no magazine, historical romance, crochet needles or earphones.
As predicted, she gave me:
And that's when the 88 year old woman straddled Ginger, our miniature horse
the tree trunk all the way to the left of the page, showing that she lives in the past
So just because of that, Ron and I aren't allowed in our daughter-in-law's house any more
Ever since I gave Mom's eulogy, I've been attracted to the colour blue - before that, it was all about brown, but now I feel blue is a spiritual colour
the Victims Assistance unit of the RCMP, and I think the worst call was in December, when
I just wrote a book. Wanna read it?