EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
"Darling..." Mary muttered as she finally reached where Gaston and Jaques were. "How is he?" She asked hugging Her husband and seeing he looked to be at least a wee bit better than when he left. Disapointed yet glad she went to her son's side gently reaching out and stroking his pale cheek. "My poor baby." She coed leaning down and kissing her youngest's forehead.