Marrying a Man is Not a Financial Plan

At the onset, let me say that I think it was love. He had her and then he lost her, when someone whispered to his ear to, well, explore the world and his options.  But when he saw her showing off more skin in the tabloids, at the arm of some other man, as if [...]

Growing Up Yoyow: A Maltese Tale

They say that you can never truly own a Maltese. It owns you. That cannot be truer than Yoyow. I bid her come and she looks at me, lying down, wagging her tail slightly, with her come-hither-yeah-NO-YOU-COME-TO-ME-look and I can only shake my head and walk to her, the brat.

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