Laundry Man

He was a teenager. That’s the first bit of information I should share with you before you judge me. From the age of 13 to 15, he changed from a huggable, lovable son who bought  me flowers to a changing-voiced male who thought that most of what I said was either simple, silly, or just […]

Laundry Man

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