Starting over

By debra

A Special Southern Boy (Tristan)

We met today and had the best time. Sharp as a whip and tough as nails. A smile that could light up the sky, but a pain in his eyes that was so transparent. "where is you mum" I asked." She's here at the park", "and your dad"?" That piece of shit hasn't had anything to do with me since I was four years old". Broke my heart.

Anyway, we had a great time. he let me take some pictures of him and teach him a little about photography and he taught me how to spot and kill a poisonous snake. great kid ,His dad's loss.

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