"Always the best menopause he could be, Eggie forever lays supine, boldly stitching syllables into unlikely postcards and brittle love letters."
Matthew Aaron Dyke sounded like a hell of a guy.
"Always the best menopause he could be, Eggie forever lays supine, boldly stitching syllables into unlikely postcards and brittle love letters."
Matthew Aaron Dyke sounded like a hell of a guy.
He was. One of the only men I could ever imagine being the dandy about town in a green plastic bowler hat.