“Were you a gypsy?”
That question along with “was I adopted?” is a regular enquiry from my youngest. Could it be my wild dark wavy locks or my sultry mysterious eyes that made him think I might be of Romany blood?
“Were you a gypsy?”
That question along with “was I adopted?” is a regular enquiry from my youngest. Could it be my wild dark wavy locks or my sultry mysterious eyes that made him think I might be of Romany blood?