Jane frowned into yet another lump of blackened oatmeal. Once in a while would be easy for her to take, but day … after … day? What did she have to do to avoid the mess?
Wallflower Woman No More
Jane frowned into yet another lump of blackened oatmeal. Once in a while would be easy for her to take, but day … after … day? What did she have to do to avoid the mess?