Tag Archives: The Aardvark

The City of Big Shoulder Pads

The only thing keeping my Corkys from sliding out from underneath me was the combined width of the shoulder pads in my Norma Kamali blouse and winter coat ricochetting me between the retaining walls turning me into a human Weeble.

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Do You Shave?

This is a chapter from my book-in-progress, I Married him Anyway. "Do you shave?" Richard asked me. We were on our “First Date; The Second Time Around.” “The First Time Around” was when we dated on and off during high school. We’d break up every summer when he’d leave for camp. After all, I needed my freedom. After seeing...
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