Two different things The next paragraph was inspired by my pal Charlene—in a very good way. Food. Fido. Friends. Have…
The truth Logan attended a delightful young lady’s birthday party on Saturday. They go to school together. And not just…
The destroyer As I prayed and sought an introduction for this post, I was totally stumped. What analogy—much more lighthearted…
Brandon’s story Brandon’s parents are sociopaths. I told a lot of his story in the first series on this blog—Sociopaths;…
The texts Welcome to the 40th and final post in this series on sociopaths. I couldn’t have scripted a better…
The bit Well, Peaceful Readers, I don’t know about you, but I’ve learned a lot since I began writing this…
Thanking the right one Well, Peaceful Readers, this five-part post grew slowly. I’m sorry for the delay. As it grew,…
True colors Things aren’t always what they appear to be, Peaceful Readers. That goes for material things, it goes for…
Sincere or insincere? Here’s the biggest shock in this interesting chain of events. Uncle Henry texted Brandon an apology shortly…
The dream and September’s second sneak attack September was a hoppin’, happenin’ month—lots of family birthdays, two sneak attacks, a…