Dear Misty,
Last nite Momma dream of something that Momma hate so much. Momma dream of we shift to place where Momma found your Mummy Fergy and her family. U know...Momma really hate that place and that specific neighbor..that makcik with red hair with fat sons and grandson. ~Nightmare.
Thank God it (dream) lasted for few minutes. Rosak mood Momma.
