She Was Desperate
She Was Desperate She was desperate, otherwise she would not have asked for my help. My sister Loraine had changed. She had grown up and she really looked good. She told me that she needed a place to stay for the summer and asked if she could stay at my cabin. We were a generation apart. Mom had me when she was eighteen and she had Loraine when she was thirty-eight years old. Now Loraine was almost sixteen years old while I was thirty-six years old. Anyway it was okay with...