Mama lied when she said a woman can hold a man with her cookin’ and her lovin’. Duane wandered, back to an old flame from high school, a woman whose claim to fame was the ownership of a pooch parlor. When I find out about the cuddling going on in her doghouse, I decide to take some of mama’s advice: the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.
Duane never could turn down a slice of home baked pie.
Sounds like a great book!
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading, Diana. I'm getting back to this now that I know others can read it.
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