I am trying to think of something to write. Seems kind of pointless if you have to force it. The thing is, I spend so much time in my car or somewhere else thinking just how I'd write the thing, anything, but by the time I get here it gets lost in the void. So, …
brothers and sisters
I was ten and he was four when our parents divorced. He lost more than I did in that event. He was losing married parents. I only lost a man who scared me. A man I called dad but only because he was on paper and I was too young to know the difference. We …
Dixie's Road Trip 