My dearest Roxanne Martin. What i do with your brother is none of your business. I did my best to be your friend, but with all your lies and backstabbing, i know it is not possible any more. You have done nothing but talk about me since day one. I have every right, to clean, and cook, and do what needs to be done, at the lake, and here, for your brother, and your father, as i did for your mother also. You have not been around these past 9, almost 10 years, except when you wanted or needed something. You also have not been around these past 5 years, when your mother was sick and dying, and her and us desperately needing the help. I could care less what you think of me, but i am NOT going anywhere, anytime soon, so you just need to deal with it. I speak with your brothers, and your sister all the time, and they know where i stand. I am not here to blow sunshine up your arse, and if you dont like me, i am fine with that. You are not welcome in our house anymore. And it would be best you keep your mouth shut about what i do and dont do. What i did at the lake was help, and if i didnt do it, you damn sure werent going to. Same with Thanksgiving. I, dont need you, nor do i wish to be around you, or communicate with you. If you care so much, where were you when your mother was sick? Huh? Now you want to come riding in on your broomstick, and act like everything is all hunky dory. Well, it isnt. Get over yourself.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 00:02:12 +0000
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