Memory 67
Our second foster child arrived just as preparations for Halloween started. This time almost a toddler. He was exhausting to keep up with and energetic. Penny hated his presence. He was mixed race and needed constant attention except when he sat down to colour. We found this out by accident while waiting at a restaurant. Even with his constant energy, Dane, was rarely fussy unless it came to baths. He stood up on the chair and we were all too tired to make him sit down properly. He sucked his thumb and coloured. Lines were poorly controlled and unrealistic but he looked happy colouring.
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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
