So after church Sunday, Susannah hands me this wad of papers and runs off, shouting over her shoulder that it’s a story she wrote just for me.
The plan was to have her narrate it because she does so exceptionally well, but at the last minute she sank into the mad version of herself, and trust me, you guys don’t want to be seeing any of that.
So you’ll have to settle for the next best thing, her words and pictures, written down by me so you’ll understand all the plot twists. 😉 Enjoy. I sure did.