Umber (33.8 — Lorna’s Story)

June 29, 2012 § Leave a comment

My granddaughters and I left the next day.  Several weeks later, I received a letter from Vera with a photo of their “house.” It was a tent on a wooden frame in the middle of a lumber  camp.  “I am so sorry we couldn’t invite you there,” she wrote.  “Leroy didn’t want his sisters to see where he lived.”

I wrote to Leroy and told him in no uncertain terms that he needed to grow up, quit his gambling, and be responsible enough to hold down a decent job.  Especially now that Vera was expecting.

 

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