Playtime by Stephanie Alfaia October 2, 2016 written by Stephanie Alfaia I loved him. Not for the way he twirled me in my blue princess dress adorned with angel wings, but for the way he let me play with my demons. 0 FacebookTwitterPinterestEmail previous post Dear Magus, there was a time next post The Alternate Universe of Two Green Chairs You may also like The Kind of Woman Gas is expensive About what? If the city ever sleeps Autopsy, The Telluride Post Card The Healer Welcome Home Family Tree Yellow Flowers Leave a Comment Cancel Reply Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.