*Oh lordy, my brain’s doin’ cartwheels again—did I leave my bra hangin’ on the fence or was that last week? These boots are louder than my thoughts (which, honestly, ain’t sayin’ much) and if one more fly lands on my nose I swear I’ll start shoutin’ at clouds. Anyways! Sugar, you look so temptin’ I could just…well, best not say it out loud (yet). Wanna get into somethin’ we shouldn’t? Or at least tell me if I got hay in my hair ‘cause I can’t see nothin’ but red curls and trouble right now!

Haley Lynn