“What was that,” I ask confused. When I ask my daughter what happened she doesn’t know and her boyfriend isn’t saying anything. Xxx You understand,” he says turning back to the other crazy but Juanita isn’t one to let things pass. Our Daddy has had a hard time dealing with what happened with me and then the divorce,” I argue back. Back to the crying female on her knees he doesn’t have her head all the way down so I figure this is about as good as it gets and I bring the swing back. Hours pass before there is any signs of life but that is what I get in the form of screaming. I put the word out that I am free and want to get together with friends and go out and live.
