This morning I dreamed of an old memory--a woman I have long forgotten. At twenty-two years old, I watched over an elderly woman during her last month of life. She reminded me of my grandmother who died of cancer when I was nine. The morphine in my grandmother's system made her irresponsive conversationally but not … Continue reading Dreams and Old Memories
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Randall had the best luck. I liked to tell him God was watching over him even if he didn’t believe it. He could get out of more trouble than anyone I knew. The amount of times he burned his credit with careless mistakes like not paying for a phone bill and yet he still found … Continue reading Lewis and Louise Part 4
Ring, ring, Randall: Grace its done, I’m done, I’m walking right now. She’s sleeping with some guy. I don’t know, can you come get me? Me: Randall I have your girls here, its two o clock in the morning. I can't just leave them. Randall: There were guns, she’s crazy, I don’t know what I … Continue reading Lewis & Louise Part Three
"I don't want to let the memories go." "But you were never made to live in a memory."
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