My Brother Hid a Recording Module Beneath His Daughter’s Dining Chair
“Am I going to a foster home?”
“No.
You’re coming with me.”
She looked at the rabbit.
“For how long?”
“Thirty days first.
Then a judge decides.”
“That’s a long time.”
“Am I going to a foster home?”
“No.
You’re coming with me.”
She looked at the rabbit.
“For how long?”
“Thirty days first.
Then a judge decides.”
“That’s a long time.”