"It was a cold wintry day when I brought my children to live in rural West Virginia. The farmhouse was one hundred years old, there was already snow on the ground, and the heat was sparse-—as was the insulation. The floors weren’t even, either. My then-twelve-year-old son walked in the door and said, “You’ve brought us to this slanted little house to die." Keep reading our story....
Sylvia Day says:
Did you make that cake? It’s so yummy looking it’s making me hungry.
Now I want cake too. 🙁
On May 3, 2005 at 5:30 pm