heathercummingsport: One day, there was a white noise machine in her room. She hadn’t bought it. There was no note. It was just there, humming along. She tried to rationalize its presence. “Maybe my sister got it for me?” She thought,
heathercummingsport: One day, there was a white noise machine in her room. She hadn’t bought it. There was no note. It was just there, humming along. She tried to rationalize its presence. “Maybe my sister got it for me?” She thought,
