An odd turn of events yesterday has left me with a dilemna. I'm not even sure how to begin, but our world is about to be shaken like a snow globe. They say the devil is a charming man, and while I certainly don't believe in the text book satan, I have to wonder if it wasn't pure evil that came knocking on my door yesterday morning wearing an expensive suit and bearing a realator's business card. I'm horrified by what he has told me. And I may be completely subject to the will of my husband and daughter in the end, with no say whatsoever in the matter.
Why now? Why here? Why this house?
7:33 a.m. - 2006-10-31
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