Kathryn Ellen Davis

The Scent of My Mother

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For some reason I was drawn back to my home, just to look from the street, of course, every holiday after my Dad kicked me out as a teen ager for being a lesbian. Most important of all were memories of my Mother, her hugs, her scent, even her crooked tooth that showed when she smiled. Growing up, going to high school from the rescue home Janet and Donald had established, saved my life, I guess, but still....

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