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Photo by Anna Salisbury, Unsplash.com by Ani King The garbage bin is tipped over in the driveway and trash covers the small square of the
Photo by Anna Salisbury, Unsplash.com by Ani King The garbage bin is tipped over in the driveway and trash covers the small square of the
Photo by RDNE Stock project, pexels.com by Catherine Buck When I see Timothy leave the cafeteria all in a rush, I don’t mean to follow
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash by Louella Lester Tommy always has to be first in everything. What’s worse is he makes fun of the kids who come
Photo by DESIGNECOLOGIST on Unsplash by Louella Lester She left him, ran away with an old lover, and when Burgess found her photograph lying on the floor of
Photo by senivpetro Pixel.Com by Louella Lester I chose a different roof each day because I wanted to limit the risk of getting caught. I
Photo by Brandi Alexandra on Unsplash by Francine Witte When the fortuneteller asks if you are ready, really ready to begin a different life, you say yes, but
Photo by Brandi Alexandra on Unsplash by Francine Witte When you come home late again, leaf-patched and pine-scented from the other woman you think I don’t know about,
Photo by Josie Weiss on Unsplash by Francine Witte When my Mama says it’s a dollar-stretchin’ week, I force myself to say okay. Another week I can’t get
Photo by Anton Ahlberg on Unsplash by Pamela Painter It is time to tell my husband that I am leaving him. Perched beside him on our sagging couch, I
Photo by Nhu Tran: pexels.com by Pamela Painter You hear it, the damn car perhaps sensing it’s your getaway vehicle announces its plan to break
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