And Aubrey was her name…

He was the rebel son of a hillbilly farmer and she was the broken and bullied, bastard daughter of a truck stop waitress. Just barely 20-years-old. His first marriage and her second. Her first, at sixteen, was an attempt at running away from her pain. Sadly, she married a man who would break her heart by cheating on her – with another man. At eighteen, … Continue reading And Aubrey was her name…