Rain
Pitter, patter, pitter, patter. ” uh-oh,” Lance said,” Mom doesn’t have an umbrella.” We were racing out of the about…
Pitter, patter, pitter, patter. ” uh-oh,” Lance said,” Mom doesn’t have an umbrella.” We were racing out of the about…
Flashy lights, great food, lots of people, friends and of course the great music. To sum all of that up:…