Fbailey story number 219 Older Women When I turned sixteen my mother had her hands full with me. Dad was never around and when he was, he was still never around. He was your preverbal traveling salesman. He was a womanizer, a drunk, and a poor excuse for a human being. He provided a roof over our heads but that was just about it. Mom worked to pay for the food we ate and the clothes on our backs. I started my own lawn business that spring. I handed out fliers in a nice neighborhood just outside of town and got...
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