"Hell week starts today" she whispered. I checked the calendar on the fridge and sure enough this week was outlined in red sharpie. "Well that explains his mood" I groaned. My dad wasn't a yeller. He wasn't laid back by anyone's standards, but he wasn't a yeller, except for this time of the year.
Bitte wählen Sie Ihr Anliegen aus.
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