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She turned to me with a look in her eyes

  • She turned to me with a look in her eyes that said come and get me. And frankly, how could I refuse?

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  • So I picked up the beautiful, cheesy delicious bacon burger and took my first bite. It was a mesmerizing taste and

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  • I completely forgot my ill-timed foray into vegetarianism. Vegetarian = Native American for 'bad hunter,' my dad always

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  • killed and gutted deer alive in front of me, forcing me to eat the raw entrails to enforce the carnivore in me.

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  • I couldn't take it any longer. I just closed my eyes and went to a place that I felt safe. The farthest reaches of my childhood to a time when I was Daddy's favorite and

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  • Mommy didn't live in sin. It soothed me to know that he loved me, but he had that odd scent of people who worked around typewriters too long. I saw the chain around his neck, and

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  • thought it didn't quite match his gold teeth. Mother was more forgiving of fashion no-nos than I was then - or ever will be. Some of us care; some don't. Me? I don't care for those

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  • skinny jeans on people who are- let's just say not skinny. I also don't like shouder pads, crocs, ponchos, and pants with writing on the butt. Alas, his gold teeth

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  • would have spelled out "snake" had he not lost his right incisor. Instead it aptly stopped at "Snak". "Muhhhfuuhhh" he said before turning his hat, indicating he meant business. I

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  • didn't want to be startled by the ringing of my coffee maker so I sprinted down the hallway and tried my very best to forget everything I had seen.

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