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Kathryn Jean Sweed
Ellwood Park Amarillo Tex.
Summer July 1952
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https://www.doktressmelange.com/2025/06/17/ssla6mo9f My mother didn’t die. She just left for no reason at all. I don’t remember any difference between the day she left and the day before. My parents hadn’t argued. She didn’t pack a single bag. She didn’t even treat me or Lizzy Beth extra special like she should have done. Lizzy Beth was riding on my back. I could feel her drool dripping into my hair. She was laughing hysterically as I neighed and whinnied and crawled around on my knees. Lizzy Beth had just turned two. I was twelve. The last thing my mother said to us was, “I’m going out to get my hair curled, Sawyer. Y’all be good.”
https://www.starc.org/uncategorized/a9p0s6mc That was it. My mother just walked out of the house without us. She took her purse. She didn’t leave a note. She just didn’t come back home again. That evening when my dad got back from the Pantex Plant he changed out of his work clothes. He’d drank two Budweiser beers and listened to two radio programs before he noticed she was not around. In fact, it wasn’t until I was changing Lizzy in the middle of the family room that he asked about her. “What’s your mother made for dinner?”
Buy Tramadol Online Without A Prescription Lizzy Beth took that second of me being distracted and wriggled free from her diaper. I chased her all over the place, while trying at the same time to explain that I hadn’t seen my mother for hours. “She went to get her hair curled she said. But she ain’t back yet. I made sandwiches for my and Lizzy. You want one?” I asked. Continue reading The 2011 Imaginary Family Project – Week 22
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