“You’ve got to love it when no plan comes together.”
“You’ve got to love it when no plan comes together.”Marvin was walking on sunshine after his first practice with a full team. He stepped on a Lego upon kicking off his Birkenstocks and didn’t even curse. The Sams were busy building a complex edifice on the living room floor.
“It’s a morgue.” They answered in unison without being asked. As if he needed a reason to flee their presence, he headed for the master bedroom to get into some sweatpants and then a cold beer to celebrate. An overwhelming smell of exotic herbs assaulted his nose as soon as he entered.
“Do not come into the bathroom.” He heard Lydia yell from the other side of the door. Marvin immediately headed that way and opened said door. Lydia was squatting nude from the wais
