To Live Forever Reader Question Eight
Apologies for the second post for today, but last night’s updates fell into a cell-hole.
Keep those questions coming, and I’ll keep answering them!
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Apologies for the second post for today, but last night’s updates fell into a cell-hole.
Keep those questions coming, and I’ll keep answering them!
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“Don’t hit that deer, Andra!”
“I SEE IT, DAD!!!!!!”
“Golly Molly, Andra. You’re gonna kill us all. I hope this restaurant is worth all this trouble.”
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My husband, he has these tirades. Filthy, loud harangues that go on until he passes out. He calls me a harlot. A bitch. He rails against me for a minor fleck of dust in the corner, for baking the bread too crusty, for turning my back on Him in bed.
It’s my fault. Really. Fourteen-year-old girls can’t possibly know their hearts. But, my mama seemed happy to be rid of me, so my lips said ‘I do’ when my mind said I didn’t and set up house with Him.Continue Reading
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