Thirty Seconds of Terror — Praying for Eyebrowz

I’m not a terribly skittish person—and that’s a really good thing considering that during my 45 years of marriage to Studly Doright I’ve spent a good many nights without him. Between his years working different shifts and then the extensive periods he has had to travel to different locations, I’ve become fairly comfortable on my […]

Thirty Seconds of Terror — Praying for Eyebrowz

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