My back had more knots in it than a macrame belt. The only career choice in my foreseeable future was bell ringer at the Notre Dame Cathedral. After several visits to Heaven's Hands, my spine felt like a slinky descending a long flight of steps and suddenly Quasimodo had a newfound sense of job security.
My back had more knots in it than a macrame belt. The only career choice in my foreseeable future was bell ringer at the Notre Dame Cathedral. After several visits to Heaven's Hands, my spine felt like a slinky descending a long flight of steps and suddenly Quasimodo had a newfound sense of job security.