stop my Wife from smiling (Completed).
I was raised in an orphanage home where I practically Shared every thing, and when I say every thing I mean everything, from used cloths, used shoes and borrowed books-etc... I finally found who and what I can call mine so tell how on Earth can I share her? her person, her smiles, how can I? but the question is did it last? why don't you join me let's take a ride as I on Vail more of this, trust me their is more to this, but it might interest you that I'm not the main character in this story. Meet the merage canselor whom this story is senterd on.
