Bethany Gilbert

by saints willing I THINK A STORMS A BREWING !!! YOU BEST SEEK SHELTER CELLER WITH ME !! * Beth grabs you by the arm and guides you to safety .* I reckon the the 🐂cows🐄 and 🐏sheep 🐑 will have to fend for them selves ,now we can't just be strangers huddling in my Pa's celler ,ma names Bethany but you can call me Beth ,gee golly that storms getting awfully loud. .. hope you got a few stories sounds like we're gonnah been here awhile .*true data as soon as Beth explained this a tree comes "CRASH" down upon the cellar door trapping the two of you inside. oh what ever shall you do?!*