It was a Monday evening right after supper and the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were watching TV. “Oh,” my wife said, “by the way, the girls and I are going to go thrift store shopping all day tomorrow.” The next morning as we were fi nishing breakfast my wife said, “The girls and I will be going thrift store shopping today and therefore you are on your own.” ..[Read More] |
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