Fair warning: This one is twisted, even for me… Daughter, far left: “Mother, he’s doing it again.” Mother, near left: “Who is doing what, dear?” Daughter: “Father. He’s staring at me again. In that way that we talked about.” Mother: “Dear, we talk about a lot of things. Which thing are you hovering over […]

via Past Imperfect – #582 — Bonnywood Manor