Just walking into the Wells Fargo building four stories under the Craniofacial Diagnostics office seemed akin to rapping on the gates of the Emerald city, shouting, “Please. Without a brain I’ve no soul.” Or maybe that’s just what I’ve been thinking it would be like for the last nine months, walking into the final word from a specialized healer. Or
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I better see the name "Gavin Sell" on the cover of a novel before I see you get a job just to appease your parents.
...and does this mean you have incredible jaw strength now?
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