Everytime the home started and a whoosh of wind came through the entranceway, we looked up. Anxiously, we sat waiting and nervously checking my phone. Like it was dragging on although it was just a few minutes, the time felt. I looked up as he casually strode in. Confident. We made attention contact, after which we waited. And waited. This is how we started next guessing myself. Fortsätt läsa →