My husband, Brian, comes home when the sky has been dark for hours, with shoes full of sand, 2:1 chainsaw fluid in his shirt, and half a dozen brand new wounds that, at one point, could have used a stitch or two. Bu...
My husband, Brian, comes home when the sky has been dark for hours, with shoes full of sand, 2:1 chainsaw fluid in his shirt, and half a dozen brand new wounds that, at one point, could have used a stitch or two. Bu...