Roses
Mommy turned her attention to Kelli and me. She ruffled her trembling hands through our hair, and said, "My poor babies, how could he do this to you? Things are going to be different from now on." Although I was only seven years old at the time, I could never forget the words my mother uttered on the night my father committed suicide or how true her words would prove to be.A couple of cartoon ro...
Mommy turned her attention to Kelli and me. She ruffled her trembling hands through our hair, and said, "My poor babies, how could he do this to you? Things are going to be different from now on." Although I was only seven years old at the time, I could never forget the words my mother uttered on the night my father committed suicide or how true her words would prove to be.A couple of cartoon ro...
