I used to fear Aunt Soukie. She had scars all over, some used to think she was a cutter, but her scars were from narrow escapes. She could tell a story about every escape, but I am now tasked to tell about her last.
Soukie
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I used to fear Aunt Soukie. She had scars all over, some used to think she was a cutter, but her scars were from narrow escapes. She could tell a story about every escape, but I am now tasked to tell about her last.