A Redneck s Bum Boy
My father died I was fifteen years old. My mother, God bless her, had always been a real ditz. Several months later, after I turned sixteen we found ourselves in somewhat of a dilemma and had to move to a trailer park. My mother had unfortunately developed a drinking problem and finally got fired from her work. I knew that we would be okay for the following six months because of the money she had received after my dad’s death, but beyond that, goodness only knew what would happen to us.Late one...
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