Thanks to my mom for the inspiration to write this story and for my dad for not letting me give up on my dream.
May God never let them read this.
Blythe Lovelace exists. He doesn't do much else. He's just there, living with his mom and brothers. But when... More
Thanks to my mom for the inspiration to write this story and for my dad for not letting me give up on my dream.
May God never let them read this.