The monster under my bed isn't your typical monster. It's small, unassuming. It barely looks scary at all. But I know how it operates. I know what it can do. It's been under my bed for three years now because I haven't been able to bring myself to get rid of it. I should have… Continue reading The monster under my bed.
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A blue uniform isn’t always a red flag.
I was pretty late driving back home last Thursday night after tending to my grand-baby. To top it off, I knew there was no milk or fruit in the house for my dad to have a decent breakfast the next morning. Rather than go all the way to the grocery store in the dark, I… Continue reading A blue uniform isn’t always a red flag.
Manuscript. Head. Drawer. 