WIKKI

It started with a kiss A rough one between Francis- a heart and soul. And a so-called-son-of-a-gun. Letting Francis live with open ears for her to fill as she willed. Ah by the chill of a February night, Francis and her keeper the mother, who on that night, threatened her Franny. Mother stormed the room and interrupted an affair, no surprise man had to bolt. Out of the scene. Franny crowns the wall with her plates. Mother is on the hunt for man. Want to lay my daughter she asked Manage it at the motel may you, though certainly no question. The mom and girl their house their life screeched to a hault. But it went on more and more. Franny points the finger at myself. Saying i gave bad names,. And a then her turn to flee. Because she would have him if it werent for me. She would have more pride if it werent for me. Because thats me behind her back twisting and turning. To turn a tizzy. Truth set us free. Mended the tears. With some icy cold patches. Which we think bridges to an understanding. Because for Franny used her mother. on me. Mother attacked man with my words. As far as the mother, She denied. never had I said anything of the kind to Franny. all have said, say and will say. but, I don't hear you yet.