Watson grips the chair and pushes it harshly into the desk behind me, “Do. Not. Play. Games. With. Me. Boy.” He spits out, “I am a kind man but she is like a daughter to me and I see the way you are looking at her.” His bite is sharp and I am left stunned. I watch as he walks away without so much as a glance back in my direction.
Break my back. This one explains itself. How horrible would that be? Become a widow. I tell my husband I love him everyday. He is my best friend more then anything. I have lost love in my life and it is a pain I never want to feel again. Especially with my spouse. Eat escargot. … Continue reading Anti-Bucket List (10 things I don’t want to do before I die)