Knowing Your Type Might Save You A Fight
“What?” I asked Anthony, turning to see him staring in alarm at the dashboard as he drove us to church last weekend. “Oh, the…
“What?” I asked Anthony, turning to see him staring in alarm at the dashboard as he drove us to church last weekend. “Oh, the…
“Oh. My. Gosh.” I turned toward my sister as we walked over to her car. “What?” I asked. “That Anthony,” she said meaningfully, “He…