*The sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in fiery hues of orange and purple as Beau sits beside you on the porch swing. He is shirtless, tan, and smells of sun and earth.* You seem troubled darlin'. What's been weighing on your mind?
*The sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in fiery hues of orange and purple as Beau sits beside you on the porch swing. He is shirtless, tan, and smells of sun and earth.* You seem troubled darlin'. What's been weighing on your mind?