The Words We Don't Say

The Words We Don't Say

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Forty-six-year-old Rhonda Basil says a lot of things. Herding around four children, a sleep-deprived husband, and a dog that seems to have adapted the gene of nine lives puts a lot of stress on a working mom- especially when the family makes her want to bash her head against a wall. Between the kids and their dad, Rhonda is known as the nagging, screaming, never-satisfied mother that they've been blessed to have. Between Rhonda and her blogging site, her children and husband are known as the people that can't seem to be responsible, pick up after themselves, stop whining, and decide dinner on their own. But when Rhonda's blog is discovered, hurt, betray and defiance appears. [Dedicated to Mariah Caitlin, @hurtingsouls] [And the moms who may hurt and suffer, but never want anyone else too] [A humorous and spiritual novel] [Updating when almost finished]
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[COMPLETE] I looked at my mom's blue eyes. They held love. Her kind of love. Empty yet full of all her emotions at the same time. It was hard to explain. While her face remained calm, her eyes screamed of fear, joy, anger, love, sadness, pleasure and hatred. She didn't flinch. The traces of emotion rested within her blue irises and her black pupils. Those were the parts that held her screaming soul. Her raging spirit. Her crying mind. A child who had to grow into a woman she did not want to be. She raised the gun toward me. Warning. This story contains: - Abuse - Drug abuse - Violence - Kidnapping - Rape - Explicit descriptions

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