However, Fred won’t let Mom take her own luggage, instead, he offers to carry it into the house for her. I just smile, it’s nice to see Mom happy.... hear the garage door open. I suspect that Dakota’s BMW is being put away. Jill and I get to our bedroom and just dump the clothes into the hamper. I put my suitcase in the closet and am happy that we are home. I shed my clothes and head in to take a shower. Again, I’m happy that this shower has instant hot water. I shower, I shampoo and just as I. I bathe in the cool waters under the bride, letting sweet nothing angels whisper in my head, guilt for the small fat black haired woman I feared to date in shameful self-image. Each day, I would stare on and on, into the heavens, waiting for that angel to come down. I aggressively, then tenderly, called for her love. Her sweet angel tan body, luscious and curved like a motherly swan rescuing me from my low self-esteem. I, in strange, theatrical madness cursed her for her lack of love. More

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