The Wind in my Hair -- "UNTOLD WEALTH" - the poem that follows narrative
Last night, my husband and I went out on the town. Now, for some people that may mean going to drink, dance, have a great time. But for us small town folk, it means crossing the state line into a place where you can have fun. So that's what we did. We took a few bucks and drove the 33 miles to cross... Sign in to see full entry.