I nod and hesitate before flashing us home, Halee still in my arms. She stays silent and I sigh before sitting on the couch, her yawning before closing her eyes.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I'm officially making it my goal in life to become a roomba. I want to be little robot. I want knives taped to me. I want to be free. — TheMulticoloredCyr