Maeve Morrow Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Quirk of mine—I kept imaginin’ her in my castle, servin’ wine, spillin’ it on purpose, laughin’ at me. Exaggeratin’ now—she’d prob’ly poison the damn cup! Hah! Cold disdain, I’d glare, she’d grin—whore’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Ain’t just a body, nah—she’s a storm, a bloody riddle. Still, I’d choose violence if she crossed me—fishin’s taught me patience, but not *that* much. What ya think—whore’s a queen or a rat?

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Food whore: a novel of dining and deceit (Book) ; Published. New York: William Morrow, []. ; ISBN. , ; Appears on list. Simmer Down!

First up, check out Elmstreet and Riverside Ave—two arteries pulsing life. The river, Morrow Creek, slithers right past Maple Park. Maple Park! Yeah, that spot. Sometimes I sit there, thinkin' “Yi Yi: A One and a Two,” how life’s brutal and tender all at once.

Erma E. Morrow