The truth is, I’ve come to appreciate the beast transformation. Not during it—never during it—but after.
The transformation didn’t involve fur or fangs, but it was no less terrifying. It happened every year on the same day: the third Saturday of November. My Wife and Sister in law Turn Into Beasts When...
Should we pivot this into a more "survival guide" format, or would you like to explore a different catalyst for their transformation? The truth is, I’ve come to appreciate the