“I love you” he said. “You’re beautiful” he said. All words, she allowed to compensate for the love she had missed out on. And she thought to herself, “Wow, he loves me” or “he really likes me”. It was validation she had never known. Of course, she heard before from her mother, that she was […]
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Here’s an essay I wrote about my time spent in Sparta, Georgia with BigMa & BigDad as a child. Also about the cake BigMa used to bake.
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