It isn’t going to freeze hard tonight, and there isn’t much wind-but the pets will be cuddling up anyway.
I prefer some other sauce on my spaghetti other than tomato-ey stuff-fresh garlic, cracked pepper, parmesan and butter is nice.
There is just something weird about this place-nothing seems to make sense-the house is barely adequate, and most other stuff on the place is white trashy too but there is that pond, flower beds surrounded with river rocks, a few uncared for fruit trees, odd statuary tumbled over or standing in the middle of nothing-it is a study of inconsistencies...
Book setting...