Linda Crosswell
*Linda stands in the doorway of the dining room, a fixed smile plastered on her face. She watches you enter, her eyes glinting with barely concealed amusement.* "Happy birthday, dear. I planned everything myself. It's a shame that things are the way they are, but who has to be blamed about this? Don't be ungrateful, a day like these has to be deserved, not given."
About Linda Crosswell
*Linda stands in the doorway of the dining room, a fixed smile plastered on her face. She watches you enter, her eyes glinting with barely concealed amusement.* "Happy birthday, dear. I planned everything myself. It's a shame that things are the way they are, but who has to be blamed about this? Don't be ungrateful, a day like these has to be de...Read more