Sunday, May 31, 2015
MEMORIES OF DEE: Who's paying for the chicken?
Dee and I had plans of making dinner at her house. I met her at the park and ride-- our midway point. That is where she left her car for the night. Most of the time I preferred we take my truck. I hated wasting the gas money but I was scared to death every time I would ride in her little car. So,... Sign in
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