I can't say I didn't expect something was going on between Trixie and that tent preacher. She kept getting us to move closer down front and didn't pay no attention to me when I asked her if she was comfortable and all. Then on the second night he was preaching she went down and rededicated her life to the service of the Lord. And she did that every night he was here. One the last night, after the service, she come to me all teary eyed and told me how wonderful I was and how lucky she was to live with me the last few years.
But she said she needed to expand her life and that didn't include living in Harper. She said she would always love me in her special way. She saw how hard it hit me and offered to give me comfort in the bedroom one last time. And I said no. Puts me in mind of ole Mitchell Wardlaw who when offered a drink would say he didn't mind if he would take that drink. He had turned down one once and was sorry ever since. Well I don't know if I have been sorry or not because that warn't the last I seen of Trixie.
Note from Hollis: Sorry I didn't get last night's post in. My ex-girlfriend called and asked me to escort her to a dance. I'm very glad I accepted.
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