Since
today is the launch date of the book I keep tallin’bout, I think it’s fitting
to take it back to 2011, weeks before I moved to Charlotte. The original post
is here . Please don't write me asking me to "get over it already." This is just a throwback post to remind you of where it all began. What follows below is the story in a nutshell.
Yesterday
like most middle class girls, I received roses and candy. Clearly a rushed job
but appreciated nonetheless. And even a dramatic "Let's get married
today!" proposal.
Too bad it happened only after the bastard took me to court. He called himself evicting me. I think. I really dunno what was the point of it all. The problem was we still owed the people we rented the old house from. Keywords: we owed them; I didn’t owe him a dime. I wasn’t his tenant. I was his fiancée.
Too bad it happened only after the bastard took me to court. He called himself evicting me. I think. I really dunno what was the point of it all. The problem was we still owed the people we rented the old house from. Keywords: we owed them; I didn’t owe him a dime. I wasn’t his tenant. I was his fiancée.
He
dropped the case and spared some heartache my family has endured for me since
they are miles away. They didn’t like him. Nobody did.
Update:
I forgot to mention that less than 30 minutes after leaving the courthouse,
dude wanted us to go back there, to get married. Look for the Amazon link to the e-book later tonight. The printed version (with an extra chapter!) will be available after Labor Day. Thanks for supporting the SAH movement dolls…and action figures…
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