Romance for little girls

I’ve been thinking a great deal lately about a childhood romance I had with a much older man.  The sort of romance that’s hard to share in broad daylight, but one that is beautiful all the same.  In thinking about it and trying to write about it in a way that’s honest and fair, I [...]

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Okie by birth, Kansan by custodial agreement

My mother once apologized to me for giving birth to me in Oklahoma.  It was one of those moments when life imitates art, or at least life imitates a King of the Hill episode.  The one in which Hank Hill’s long-suffering mother apologizes to him for having gone into labor while in New York City.  [...]

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