Pleasurable Pain
I searched for my daughter for hours. She was way past her curfew of eleven o’clock. Cassandra had been real good about being home on time so we extended her curfew a week ago and that had worked out. However Friday night she didn’t come home so I went looking for her. I had a good idea where she might be. I drove past a couple of places but didn’t see many cars or many people. Then the third place I went by was the mother load. I parked down the street and walked back. As I approached the...