Double damn.

It wasn’t until my children were at a difficult age to influence that I returned to the grins of the strangers on the steps of the church. I was alone this time. Broken. No white gloves or a hat. Divorced. The church was the last house on the block in my desperate quest to fill the black hole in my heart.
White Gloves and Jesus
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Deb Palmer
Annelise Lords
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Mar 8, 2023
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Double damn.
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Written by Annelise Lords
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Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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