PETER AND I — Or How Recovery Met Transformation
Steamy mid-afternoon arrived. Soaked in sweat, we took a smoke break on the roof and observed our handiwork. That's when Pete decided the house needed skylights and we took part of the roof off and threw it too into the pit.
She said, “You bring the poon, we’ll bring the doom.”
She was always down for trouble.
Always in some kind of it.