Week 1 : Send for our things, we are never leaving…
Each morning starts like the last, the sunlight creeps through the edges of our black out curtain and crawls across the bed, slowly lighting our cozy room. Len is usually the first one up. He pops out of bed ready to happily greet the day…or his cartoons, we will never know. And me, still trying to … Continue reading Week 1 : Send for our things, we are never leaving…
She's gone to Paris 