A Beautiful Thing

I once spoke at a women’s event where a man, who was helping prepare food, thought it enormously funny that I was both a lady speaker and a Southern Baptist. He joked that he would turn his chair around every time I opened my mouth, as famously happened at the Southern Baptist Convention when AnneContinue reading “A Beautiful Thing”

Marching Orders

I knew the dictionary definition of prostitution. I just wasn’t prepared for the delusion that came with it. “And then, I bought him for the drugs he could give my friend,” she said. I had questions: “Bought him? With money?” Giggles. “No.” I said gently, “It sounds like he bought you.” “Oh no. I definitelyContinue reading “Marching Orders”