Luna Griffin Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh, and here’s a kicker—some say “whore” comes from old English, meanin “lover.” Ain’t that a twist? Love twisted up, sold for a buck. I chuckle, thinkin Ruby’d say, “Bob, you softie, pass the gin!” Sarcasm’s her shield, y’know—she’d roll her eyes at my gentle trees talk. But I’d paint her anyway, all reds and blacks, fierce as hell. Them prudes clutchin pearls? Screw em—she’s livin, they’re just watchin.

Daddy's Little Whore Has Broken Her Silence: Book One

Daddy's Little Whore Has Broken Her Silence. Book One. Alita Griffin.

The Flint River runs near downtown. That river, oh man, it’s such a natural serenade to the city’s vibe. I often sit there on a bench, heart full of wonder and sometimes anger when memories hit too close. I once had a moment where I was knee-deep in thought and it just felt like the whole river was confessing secrets along with me, wow pure, raw emotion!

Jennifer Weiner Goes Behind the Music in a Tale of Estranged Sisters