I noticed Mary’s clothes were old and outdated probably from the goodwill or hand-me-downs. Xxnx Covering everything was a lacy white see-through thigh length night gown. Mom knocked and said “hello is anybody here?”
A nice looking man carrying a paint roller walked into the hallway. I cried at the funeral like a son who had lost his father. Tara sat in the middle and when I got into the drivers seat she grabbed me around the neck and gave me a big hug and said thank you. I didn’t have anything else to do so I said yes. We went in and she locked the door behind us. In my senior year of high school shortly after I turned eighteen I met Kathy.
