lived in a dump and scrounged from
garbage. But suddenly Leonard seemed
like a knight in shining armor to me. A
kindred spirit.
“Listen, little lady,” he continued,
apparently determined to set me straight
I’d hit such a nerve. “I don’t need or want
no wife. If you wanna stay with ol’
Leonard, all you gotta do is mind your
own business and fuCk his dogs.”
It sounded like the best proposition I’d
heard in a long time. I said yes and asked
him when I could get started earning..