My daughter looked at the slip of paper sticking out of my book and said, “What’s that?”
“It’s a book mark.”
She pulled it out and said, “No, it’s not.”
Living the Dream. Your Dream. In a Kinda Nightmare on Elm Street Way.
My daughter looked at the slip of paper sticking out of my book and said, “What’s that?”
“It’s a book mark.”
She pulled it out and said, “No, it’s not.”