Wot ya mean it was no good? T'wasn't last night fun? Wit yer pasta 'n breadsticks?(sigh)
Yeah. I thought it was good. But then, that was me and mine thinking. The night after, I get home in good time, but she on the banshee trail.
I gave up.
That leaves me here, writing to those that may listen. SHE has rescinded to the bedroom, where I am headed to next. May my story live on, and best case, may my new story live on.
See you on the other side....