My son walked down the stairs sad faced in a suit today.
“Are you up in court again?” I snapped. “Everything has been going brilliantly for us the last few days, and now this!”
“No Dad,” he frowned. “Its mums funeral today.”
My son walked down the stairs sad faced in a suit today.
“Are you up in court again?” I snapped. “Everything has been going brilliantly for us the last few days, and now this!”
“No Dad,” he frowned. “Its mums funeral today.”