She had never had a tattoo before. She had been raised with the mindset of her body being a temple of God that tattoos would only be like graffiti toward. Another reason why she had never gotten a tattoo was that she could never decide on what she would want if she did get one….
The song was an annoyance. The song “Baby Shark” had apparently been popular in the nineties or something and had been fading into obscurity until some lunatic brought it back and made it into the most obnoxious earworm possible to play on the radio. The “Baby Shark” craze had emerged, and he could not get…
Her confirmation jewelry had become comfort items. One was a looped cross ring while the other was a necklace with a flying dove centered within a heart. Both items of jewelry were made of sterling silver and would not rust from water exposure. She never took them off. Any time she found them missing, she…
She had a job to do and the brown English bulldog with a white belly was not helping. The dog’s name was Honey Pecan, and she was extremely friendly. Her brother, Aries, was frightened of everything including her. Honey was actively begging for belly rubs and attempting to lick Vivianne’s face as she attempted to…
The voices were back. The ones that told her to do things she should not do. The ones that told her to eat all the ice cream before her husband could see it. The ones that told her to take the shoes and walk out the door without paying. The ones that told her to…