This story gets better as you keep reading,that I can promise. Hope you enjoy.
June 20th 1913,California,Street 9, 5:37pm.
Amanda had just come back from work feeling more tired than ever. She threw her purse on the couch,removed her heels and headed upstairs.
Being a single mother isn't easy,especially when your ex is a drug addict who can care less about your child. She puts on the shower and the radio and begins slowly removing her clothing.
