Cake
"I can't do it!", I complained. "Can't what?", Alexei answers, impatiently. It's Sunday evening and I'm having a crisis.
Read MoreI get a glimpse of His heart and something inside lets go. I’ve found my umbrella away from home…
Read MoreThe moment I woke it all melted away and only one thing remained, branded in my thoughts was "the answer is under the umbrella"…
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