Things weren’t all that strange, until Theodore Roosevelt showed up at my front door.
Dearest, We’ve been together a long while now, some might say since the beginning of time. For us, at least.
Within a matter of seconds, a trip, whose base purpose was enjoyment, turned to terror, confusion, and, potentially, my own mortality.
I watched, frozen, as he tumbled through the air, whipped his body onto the unforgiving earth, and snapped his skull against the clay. His head bounced.