“Let daddy take a whiff.” As I squirmed uncomfortably in his hands, my mind shot back to the exact sequence of events that led to this moment. I don’t have parents. I’ve only ever known Brandi. She took me in when I was a baby. She fed and bathed me. There were several others like…… Continue reading She let him borrow me for a week and he took me home.
Hiya nerds! I’m in Atlanta for a month-long vacation (my sister just had a baby here!) and we went down to an independent bookstore, Atlanta Vintage Books yesterday. And I have to say, they had me at the sign in front of the bookstore. Be still, my heart! I’ve been to a lot of bookstores…… Continue reading Rare books, cats, and my loosened purse strings at Atlanta Vintage Books.