In the middle of the night last night, sometime between 3:00 and 4:00 in the morning, we woke up to the sound of a couple fighting loudly outside our room. I think they had at least one teenaged son because I heard him tell his dad that he’d found something. I almost wondered if he was trying to pacify his dad to get him to stop yelling. It was rather upsetting. Continue reading
From Donald, OR
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