Mom saw me run into the mirror from outside. Dad got to me first and probably “saved” my life by giving her a minute to cool down.
Mom saw me run into the mirror from outside. Dad got to me first and probably “saved” my life by giving her a minute to cool down.
(And yes, I know as a Boston/UConn fan, I have no right to complain about any heartbreak for the rest of my life)
(And yes, I know as a Boston/UConn fan, I have no right to complain about any heartbreak for the rest of my life)