"Holland," a steady grip hooked
onto her elbow, guiding her
to a store.
"I've missed you, and I want
to have you.
But I can only have you if I
be honest,
about e v e r y t h i n g."
And so he told.
YOU ARE READING
Memoirs of Holland
ContoHer name was Holland, Holly for short. She liked two teaspoons of sugar with her coffee, and often pronounced 'America' as uh-merica. Her name was Holland, Holly for short, and half the things she said she'd already forgotten.
