Let’s call her Trudy
“There was a suspicious large brown paper bag on the seat that looked a bit wet. That’s it right there,” she said. “I don’t know how it got wet but be careful.”
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A Few Quiet Minutes
We were sitting near the electric fireplace in the lobby. I had pulled a chair close to his wheelchair. I opened the newspaper that he encouraged me to take home and read because, “there’s a lot of good stuff in there,” and found an interesting article about an artist who uses old wine barrels to make…… Continue reading A Few Quiet Minutes
Pretty Mama Cares 