I hated babies so why did I end up acting like one, I'll never know. It's all Billie's fault. I shouldn't have
allowed myself to get involved with her mess. Hell, I had my own messes to straighten out but I thought
everything would be okay but it wasn't...I had grown up on the other side of Eight Mile Road. A vast distant
world of clay faces with upside-down smiles every time they saw this city on the news, my mother one of
them. I would become the same kind of woman as my mother . She grew u...
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