I Bleed Ink supports any artist that supports the LGBTQ community. Forrest King does just that.
“Even with my Christian background, I have always felt that the people of the LGBTQ community did not deserve to …
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KT hung up the phone with relief. It hadn’t been as hard as she thought. She wanted to get together with Seven to have lunch, so she simply called and asked. Seven accepted. Her mother would probably pitch a fit if she knew she was trying to get to know her. Whenever she brought up her name, her mother immediately had an attitude. There was a small part of her that believed her mother might be a little jealous of the relationship she would have. After all, that was a relationship she would never have.
A knock at her door interrupted her thoughts. A spontaneous visit from AJ? Even though she had made the decision to back off, it didn’t stop her from missing her long time friend. So many things had happened to her recently that she would have normally have called to share with AJ, but now, who did she have? Oh, yeah. A new sister. There was still a part of her that cringed at the thought.
It was not AJ at the door. Her mouth fell open when she saw the uninvited guest. She walked right past her and deposited her suitcase on KT’s bed. It was her mother.
“Where are you headed?” Her mother observed her attire.
“To have lunch with Seven. Why are you here?”
“Evidently to have lunch with Seven.” She primped in the mirror above AJ’s fireplace. “I’m ready when you are, darlin’” She walked back out of the door as quickly as she’d come in, leaving KT standing there, mouth hanging open and shaking her head. Read the full story »
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