My mom wouldn't take $20 from my aunt let alone $1600 for a bus tour to Branson.
From my aunt that just had cancer?
The trip I didn't even know about till Friday?
The one three weeks before Fall Break?
Why the hell take a trip three weeks before Fall Break?
Why even make it a point to tell me who paid for it?
That dog just don't hunt.
Yall up to something.
Like?
Wedding planning?
Somethin'...
This is the same aunt that came right after chemo in the summer to help my cousin with her four kids one of them handicapped?
I never managed to see her or my cousin on that trip for some reason
Oh you're good.
Real good.
But you never have and never will fool me.
Just wanna see your eyes, the first time we make eye contact, you in that dress walking toward me, Nicholas standing by me, Tom Petty playin'...
Not a dry eye in the house.
Thats it.
Right or wrong, it's all I care about anymore.
You said you wanted honesty.
Love you.
Peace.
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