Ever since Aunt Azelda’s dog died, the dear old bird has been thinking of her own demise. “I don’t want to be in the way, Evie,” she told me. “Just burn me up and put …
December 28, 2011
Posted December 27, 2011
Ever since Aunt Azelda’s dog died, the dear old bird has been thinking of her own demise. “I don’t want to be in the way, Evie,” she told me. “Just burn me up and put …