Thursday, March 5, 2009
250/365: Priscilla
Known to readers of my blog as “Grandma.” She was another AIDS client and I just loved her and we became friends, but she got to where she began taking advantage of my hospitality and demanding that I drive her long distances to visit her son in prison, or her mother, who lived about 2 hours from here. I finally had to stop taking her calls.
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that's too bad. awkward when people tactlessly presume and elbow themselves in.
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