Ohhh, He’s Gonna Get Me This Time

Out of breath.  Hiding. Locked in the closet hoping my husband has gone away. Ear to the door I'm checking for any sound that might indicate his presence. It's been 5 minutes since I last checked. Surely he has given up.  Somewhere out there, he's stalking around the house with a Jack Nicholson crazy eye... Continue Reading →

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