One time my wife slipped and fell on our porch stairs while I was at work. She had a cut on her forehead, a sprained ankle and a huge scrape down her shin. We thought her ankle might be broken, so I took her to the ER, where they asked her over and over if I had beaten her up. I’m lucky my neighbors weren’t like the Central City girls.
One time my wife slipped and fell on our porch stairs while I was at work. She had a cut on her forehead, a sprained ankle and a huge scrape down her shin. We thought her ankle might be broken, so I took her to the ER, where they asked her over and over if I had beaten her up. I’m lucky my neighbors weren’t like the Central City girls.