I don't remember how long you guys lived with us before the (inevitable) break. I remember four girls on two bunk beds in the back bedroom. I remember Luke Perry's picture on the wall. I remember trips to Europe, Star Trek novels, and R not really being a part of our conversations. One night the cat, Louie, was in our room and I got up to put
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I'll tell you I was completely unaware of any chemistry and so I was shocked when they told us what was happening! How did I miss that? I was 13 years old... I wonder if Rachel had any idea. She was much more worldly than I was, many years earlier. I bet she had a clue. Oh, Meagan, it is disgusting to me to think of my father's lack of respect for your mind.... a child's mind...(more on that in an entry of my own)
~WHAT~ is this about nasty LETTERS?! From 'friends'? Who were they? That's horrible! And the letter from your Gma.... So much ugliness. I didn't experience nearly as much of that as you did. I was more often given the cold shoulder. To hear and read ugly things about your mother, this huge love of your life...
what a waste... so much suffering...
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