18 SIRRINE DRIVE
18 Sirrine Drive was where my family lived, when I was small, my brother tall, and my sister just a baby. Then we were a family, led by my Dad, the king was he. My mom, the Queen, stood by his side. We followed Dad, he was our guide. To someone on the outside, casually peering in, we appeared to be a happy family. But things aren’t always as they seem, when outside looking in. Those big wide…
View On WordPress












