Every One Every Hole
A few years back, someone finally bought the house across the street that had been empty after a divorce case. I was anxious to see who might move in. The day the woman moved in the divorced couple were still not completely out. There was construction on the road and the driveway was blocked. She arrived with 3 trucks, and paced up and down, smoking, on the next block, waiting to get in. From a distance she looked like she was in her mid 20's, slim, blonde, short hair (which I like) and very...