Our Fashion Show
I suppose this story really began when my husband of fourteen years, a professor at a local university, walked out on me one day for one of his students, leaving my ten-year-old daughter Kim and I to fend for ourselves. God, it was hard, learning how to manage as a single mother. But I was lucky enough to get a job I could do from home, so I could still be on hand to raise my little girl. And Kim, bless her, was a wonder – helping me out in every way she could, always giving me the...