This evening I am angry. I ran into a lady who's sons I played with in the summers age 10 to 13. They were nice boys and tolerated my sister and brother. We did a lot of bike riding.
I introduced myself and she mentioned my mother and said," she was an amazing and strong nurse. I always liked her.
Damn it, she was not that way at all. At home she had a live-in maid, me. She wasn't kind or happy or sweet. She was the devil in disguise. She was evil and mean and yelled a lot and hit even more.
She made sure we dressed nicely to keep up HER image. I could vomit!
I believe her visitation will be long and sickly. oh how I dread that day!!!
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