“Ah, well it’s actually kind of hard to talk about, Sandy, even after all these years.”
“Ah, infidelity rears its ugly head again,” Sandy said. Xxnx Someone once said, ‘the circle of life will not be broken.’ I guess that’s right. With our children as the common link, Kris and I were never far apart. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older. Of course, if we were home, almost every day would end with Sandy and I cuddling together on the back porch swing watching God with his paintbrush and listening to the wind serenade us using only our chimes. So does mom. First she seemed like she might have been interested but when we sat down to sign the papers she was all business, almost cold.




















