They ain’t even his, she thought. If they was his at least they’d be family. If they was his, at least they’d have good blood. But no.
They belonged to another man – common, bound to be – and some town girl. With skinny hips and a skinny waist.
“Lay with ‘em but don’t bring ‘em home. And whatever you do don’t marry ‘em!”
Ain’t she always told all her boys that. Ain’t she always done right by them, with no man and only the good book to guide her.
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Dang girl, you’re good! You need to stop dabbling and get rich off your words
Wonderfully layered.
Definitely something of merit and a very good beginning. I’d want to read more of this.
so…when is the book coming out??? HUH? HUH?
Wow. This is really good.
hmm. nice flavor, but as the ‘common’ one with slim hips, I admit, I bristled.
i bristled for you. but i think that’s the point. i dont think were suppose to like this lady. she sounds dispicable