Blog: Seamstress for the Band

“That ain’t what happened, baby,” my father replies after I offer up yet another possible scenario for that night. “It’s like I told you, Harry needed help getting the Ford out of the mud, and so I pulled him out and came back home. That’s it. I came home, kissed you girls, and went back to sleep.” Exasperated, I let him feed me the same answer he has given me for 15 years, this time without the painful process of argument. See, I am trying to exonerate him from a crime that wasn’t a crime, at least never [...]

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