Old photos always make me think…
Life happens and we can never begin to predict this kind of thing.
Eventually I turn around and tell Mrs MBS “You lied”, rather accusingly. She rolls an eye at her new BFF and leans over to expertly waft HER hand in just the right way and of course it worked.
At this point he thrusts his glass almost against my lips, demanding
“Taste my wine!”
A tribute to me from my mama