Widow’s Undoing
Frankie Sullivan was everything I wasn’t.
She was good, beautiful and strong.
She hadn’t let her past break her.
She’d held on to the hope for a better tomorrow, not only for herself but for her two boys.
She was a woman who wanted…who deserved more.
I wasn’t a man who could give more.
I was cold, broken and full of rage.
My past had broken me.
I never allowed anyone get too close.
I’d tried to fight the pull I felt towards her.
But all the little things—her smile, her light, ... [Read More...]
