So, what *have* I been writing?

All this time, I said I was writing something, and you've all been very good in believing me.  Now for some proof. 😀 Whenever he thinks I’m asleep, Dad takes this picture of my mother that used to hang on our wall out of the truck’s glove compartment and just stares as it, sadly.  Tonight … Continue reading So, what *have* I been writing?