WESLEY
And she had potatoes too! Wesley was admittedly proud of his chosen stall, his intuition was just on point today. He hoped Nathaniel agreed, the approval of his family meant the world to him. The woman bagged their broccoli florets while Nathaniel quizzed Wesley on the potatoes. What would mum want, russets or fingerlings? Well the russets were bigger, maybe she could bake them!
"Russets, to bake with the fishes?" he asked, toying absently with the cuffs of his shirt sleeves.
"Russets, to bake with the fishes?" he asked, toying absently with the cuffs of his shirt sleeves.
it would be great to find a place
we could escape sometime
you and me growing black irises in the sunshine
we could escape sometime
you and me growing black irises in the sunshine