I like her because she smiles at me and means it. – Terri Guillemets
Sometimes imagination pounces; mostly it sleeps soundly in the corner, purring. – Terri Guillemets
I like her because she smiles at me and means it. – Terri Guillemets
Sometimes imagination pounces; mostly it sleeps soundly in the corner, purring. – Terri Guillemets
Like fruit, children are sweetest just before they turn bad. – Terri Guillemets