When Ike smiles it feels real, like his happiness is his aura. It feels like a warm, sunny beach when you've seen nothing but snow and ice for months. When George smiles, it's a gift. It's like the way the sun peeks through storm clouds. It feels like hope.
When Ike smiles it feels real, like his happiness is his aura. It feels like a warm, sunny beach when you've seen nothing but snow and ice for months. When George smiles, it's a gift. It's like the way the sun peeks through storm clouds. It feels like hope.