It was a Saturday. I was making lasagna, occasionally glancing through the kitchen window at the man I love as he dug a massive hole for a tree he was transplanting. I was just about to put it in the oven, when he came upstairs and said, “hey, look at this.”
Witch Bottles, Hell Fire, and the "True Believer"
Witch Bottles, Hell Fire, and the "True…
Witch Bottles, Hell Fire, and the "True Believer"
It was a Saturday. I was making lasagna, occasionally glancing through the kitchen window at the man I love as he dug a massive hole for a tree he was transplanting. I was just about to put it in the oven, when he came upstairs and said, “hey, look at this.”