2. Roses are White, Bloodstains are Red
Donna looked at her reflection in the shop window. It was dark inside, so it was almost a perfect mirror.
Donna looked at her reflection in the shop window. It was dark inside, so it was almost a perfect mirror.
Mitchell got to McMeaty’s the normal way. He walked out of his real house, through his very real gate in his real white picket fence and turned right.