One day I was bebopping along, jamming to the music in my head while wondering if my thighs could handle grabbing a cupcake on the way home. The next thing I knew, my entire world crashed and burned.
I used to wake up at night in a sweat, crying because I'd dreamt that my husband was cheating on me or that he hated me and resented my kids. He'd always hold me close and tell me it was all just a dream, that he loved me and our family and that he'd never let me go.
He was a f--king liar.
Now I spend my days taking photos of scum just like him, trying to be a champion for others being taken advantage of by the losers in our town, and my nights being a single mom to my beautiful twins.
I've got great friends who have my back and a sexy, mysterious motorcycle man who keeps showing up when I need him. Maybe things are starting to look up, and one thing's for sure.... There's always room for cupcakes.
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Reminds me of Stephanie Plum but more grown up
- Kitty ranma
cupcakes yum Aways Room for Cupcakes Delicious.