Monday, March 2, 2015

Lying is an art and some people are skillful.

My eyes opened wide then I started to laugh, when I heard what they said that I did.
“Thing to cry for, you, does laugh,” My husband said.
“Mom does always do that,” My children said.
“Why should I waste my tears when I know that no one can recover from a lie? You could defend it, but a lie always comes first and it makes a mark.”

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