It’s the late 80s. I’ve been on the streets for a year. 17 and verbally vicious. My words were my

I lay in bed. Naked. A sheet draped over my satiated body. Our noses kiss. Like Eskimos. We laugh in

Like so many Black Women, I became independent out of necessity, not by choice. I grew up poor. Fatherless. Unprotected.

He’s teaching me how to cook. Nothing major. Just breakfast food. He keeps buying me groceries. Is this normal???? My

He wants to marry me. He’s not rushing me. He’s just helping me understand his intention. He is teaching me

I feel sick to my stomach. Overwhelmed. Nauseous. I think I’m about to vomit. My consulting producer has cut a

When bad things happen in the past, they can only be healed when they resurface, specifically in one’s current relationship.

God’s favor is real. Even for a street urchin like me. I don’t deserve this life. I remember an old

I feel like I’m being born again. The past is falling away. What’s arising is nothing short of miraculous. Mr.