My mom is a stress sleeper. It’s good that she’s not a pilot.
Random Throwback Post
- Troll FestivalGrant stepped out of the car and entered the public library. A man was sitting on a bench just inside the door. He stood when Grant came in. “Are you Mr. Parker?” Grant asked. “Yes, that’s me. You must be Mr. Fall.” “Call me Grant.” Grant held out his hand.