It has been a long four months, but I finally got it resolved. Yes, the officer was wrong. No, I was not at fault. No, there is not enough evidence to show that I did anything wrong.
...where fingers and sticks are people. ...where five-year-olds are radiant queens, or lovely homemakers with bright red lips and dozens of babies. ...where tea parties are held daily. ...where important-looking books can be read upside-down. ...where all endings are happy. ...where all may rest from cares and woes. Imagine...a little child's world.
1 comment:
Great!! Can you send that luck our way?
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