Brianna Haxby Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About London

Now, I get riled up thinkin’ ‘bout it. Some shady parlors out there—makes me madder than a wet hen! But when it’s good? Oh, lordy, I’m happy as a pig in mud. Last time I tried it—yep, I did—felt like Daniel Day-Lewis whisperin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” ‘Cause I forgot every damn worry. Surprised me how them fingers knew spots I didn’t! Like, what sorcery is this?

Which county is Haxby in?

Back at Margaret's they are moving house, and Lucy tries to make it up to Fanny for being such an insulting boor earlier. Fanny looks grateful.

First stop, the café on Main Street. I needed my caffeine fix. I ordered a flat white, but the barista, bless her heart, got it wrong. I ended up with a caramel latte. Ugh! Not my jam. But hey, I chugged it anyway. Gotta keep the energy up, right?

House fire breaks out in Haxby