The Power of an Interlude

Caroline's Place to Write

It was a VERY busy day at work but I had two young kids at home that were probably starring at an empty refrigerator so there was no question I would have to stop by my trusty HEB store to pick up groceries for the family.  I actually had a lot of groceries to get so I knew I would be going down most of the aisles.  After about the 4th aisle I began to get a strange feeling.  I wasn’t sure what it was at first…I mean it is normal for men to look at women and as a result it was normal for me to realize that a man was looking at me.  Maybe he liked my short skirt or something so at first I didn’t think much of it.  I went on down the 5th and 6th aisle, filling up the grocery cart for…

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About Caroline

Daughter, Sister, Mom... I think the best thing I've done is to be a mom, to give my kids my love but not my thoughts and to listen, observe, offer advice when needed.
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3 Responses to The Power of an Interlude

  1. Citizen_Nomad says:

    Caroline:So that’s why you always smell sexy!  Quan From: Caroline’s Place to Write To: Sent: Friday, March 27, 2015 12:06 PM Subject: [New post] The Power of an Interlude #yiv9585857780 a:hover {color:red;}#yiv9585857780 a {text-decoration:none;color:#0088cc;}#yiv9585857780 a.yiv9585857780primaryactionlink:link, #yiv9585857780 a.yiv9585857780primaryactionlink:visited {background-color:#2585B2;color:#fff;}#yiv9585857780 a.yiv9585857780primaryactionlink:hover, #yiv9585857780 a.yiv9585857780primaryactionlink:active {background-color:#11729E;color:#fff;}#yiv9585857780 | Caroline posted: ” ” | |


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