Women Circle. Memoir by Misty Hawes

   Women Circle                 I sit in the viewing area, not really paying attention. I fidget on the uncomfortable benches. They are hard and backless, and I have other things to do. But my daughter, out on the floor, likes to see me when she glances over. So here I sit. As I watch herContinue reading “Women Circle. Memoir by Misty Hawes”