The Minutes of Our Last Meeting – Ivanka Washington
If I weren’t already married to your mother, I would totally scoop you up and make you my wife.
If I weren’t already married to your mother, I would totally scoop you up and make you my wife.
There was no thunder, no glowing doorway, no mysterious wind blowing through the apartment, and no choir of angels politely alerting me that physics had submitted its resignation.
The deck simply felt heavier.