And just as I’m sitting here winding myself up, thinking about how much I hate this or resent that or am tired of these…Daisy quietly enters the room and rests her chin on my hand and shyly casts her gorgeous brown eyes up at me. She sighs quietly but doesn’t move. Just like Profile used to do…
Y’all excuse me. I have a tennis ball to toss and a life to enjoy living.
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Nancy is a certified American Sign Language/English interpreter, a novelist, and a sighthound owner who is currently living in South Carolina. An avid reader from a young age, she is currently writing every time she has a moment and reading as much as she possibly can...while still managing to eat and sleep.
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