I hear the door slam downstairs and I jump Up, startled. I moan and walk downstairs to see Andrew on the couch and Cupid no where to be seen. "Wheres Cupid?" I ask, yawning.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Someday, everything is going to go right for you, and it will be so wonderful you won't even know what to do. — Hannelore Ellicott-Chatham, Questionable Content