you what happened inside that church, ask yourself this.
If the people who erased you invited you into a room where everyone believed their version, would you walk inside?
Type yes or no in the comments.
By the end, you’ll know exactly what I chose.
At first, I chose not to attend homecoming.
I wanted nothing to do with my mother’s stage, her lost-lamb performance, or two hundred people who had already served as jurors.
I wanted something much smaller.
June’s porch.
Marin on it.
The two of them sharing
