It was Jane’s mother, Wendy !
‘What the fuck’ was all I could manage . ‘Now its your turn’ I said, turning to face Jane. . I knew I would be able to finish the etching and sell some of them at a flea market. We talked about possible future plans
It was Jane’s mother, Wendy !
‘What the fuck’ was all I could manage . ‘Now its your turn’ I said, turning to face Jane. . I knew I would be able to finish the etching and sell some of them at a flea market. We talked about possible future plans
It was Jane’s mother, Wendy !
‘What the fuck’ was all I could manage . ‘Now its your turn’ I said, turning to face Jane. . I knew I would be able to finish the etching and sell some of them at a flea market. We talked about possible future plans