Busy night for dreams. I like remembering them. Linda will
sermonize this morning and she is bringing her mother. Later, Hollie will come for a visit and lunch.
I enjoy time with her as she is on my mind a lot. She must feel trapped in that
tiny trailer in the midst of the junk yard and uncared for by her miserable
husband, There I said it. I have thought it for years but since the fire he has
shown his cruel nature.
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