I lost my comfy pillow out the window on our trip to the Black Hills of South Dakota. It was fun to see it flapping back and forth, but I lost my hold on it.
For some strange reason, Dad did not turn around go back to get it.
I lost my comfy pillow out the window on our trip to the Black Hills of South Dakota. It was fun to see it flapping back and forth, but I lost my hold on it.
For some strange reason, Dad did not turn around go back to get it.