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I’m picturin’ her now, smokin’ a cig, laughin’ at some trick. “If you leave now, I’ll be fine,” she’d spit, like Dodd droppin’ truth bombs. She ain’t need nobody, independent as shit. Maybe I’d roll up, offer a blunt, say, “You a queen, fo’ shizzle.” She’d prob laugh in my face—savage!

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So he called me a "whore" and "evil". Which I know I am not, and wondered why my husband could be this monster. The entire sermon was named.

Man, I gotta share this: once, during a therapy session, I headed over to Barrow’s, a small vintage bookstore on Athens St. I was ranting about my own messy emotions, and suddenly, I saw a scar on an old book that looked like life’s scratches. I was like, “Wow, even these pages get broken.” Crazy, right?

Obituary | Billy Manson Stacey of Murfreesboro, Tennessee