'You're my Dream...'

Hello, fellow sinners! (first time I've used that word...it's quite an exciting moment for me!) So, similar to @rue's Emmy's fanpop Coverage (I do apologize if the idea was copyrighted), I thought we should do something about the fox, mbweha Fall Party...first of all, viungo to watch it:

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Okay, now I know it's an acknowledged fact that all of us Hulies just upendo to get our hopes up, and then let them get cruelly dashed. I know that's what happened with me with the Emmy's, Leno, etc...I mean, I know that all the avoidance is suspicious, but DAMMIT I MISS THE HULI INTERVIEWS.

But the thing with this...

Inspired kwa link and a challenge on the Huli FF Challenge Forum

All Along

He walked to the front door as he contemplated how he would tell her. She deserved the utmost respect as she had been his wife for over 20 years now. But how do wewe tell someone something that will surely crush them with the utmost respect? Even the British, who are gentle kwa heart, hadn’t invented a way to gently crush someone. It was just not possible.

He considered looking for his key for a few seconds, but decided to ring the doorbell. The house might have been financially his, but in contrary to his wife and children...

hujambo Hulis!! Here is part three of my fairy tale. I hope wewe all enjoy it. As I have alisema before, it's a little different, but it's been fun to color outside of the lines for once.
I realize that there are a lot about the sisters in this story rather than only about Hugh and Lisa. I did that onb purpose for the conflict of it all. I wanted to put Huli in a different world.

I hope wewe enjoy and thank wewe again to Ms. Bea for her editing skills as always ; )


The grandfather clock in Lisa’s jikoni struck three bells for the saa of three am. She immediately rose from her bed. She shook her head....