Go Help Yourself

It’s been forty-two years since I first met Mr. and Mrs. B. I will never forget that day. The former husband and I were dating and he took me to meet his childhood buddy and wife. Being just 19, still somewhat naive, and brought up by conservative parents who believed in manners, I was about to encounter a bit of a shock. As we drove down a long, gravel driveway, this black dog came bounding to meet us, tail wagging,Read more