After Mr. Perfect

  After Mr. Perfect and I broke-up, my life fell apart. I couldn't bring myself to pack up Mr. Perfect's things he had giving me, like his high school letter jacket, the one he was wearing the first time I laid eyes on him. It was just so hard to let him go. Was it really … Continue reading After Mr. Perfect


Mr. Perfect ~ Part Two

  The ambulance ride was scary. They had immobilized me and were asking questions. I was only 16 years old, my parents were out-of-town and this was before we had cell phones. I told the paramedics my name and I realized they might know whose daughter I was. I'm not supposed to do anything wrong... preacher's kids are … Continue reading Mr. Perfect ~ Part Two