Foolish At Forty Snippet

Before I could say anything, Liz jumped down my throat like an apple martini.

“Bitch let me know too! Don’t keep me in the damn dark! Next thing I know, ya’ll asses will be getting married and I wouldn’t even know ya’ll had a damn conversation on the phone.”

We couldn’t help but be in the moment of humor. I needed all of the laughter I could get. Because by the time I go through the rest of Ron’s things, I’ll be a crying fool.

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