Beau Harmon
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The Red Kid
I was driving home from the inpatient facility in Tulsa, one night back in 2016, when I decided I needed a break; some little diversion from the troublesome and untenable routine my life had fallen into. My oldest daughter, Madelyn, had always had difficulties, but since she turned sixteen, things seemed to have gotten worse. She heard voices, she said, and though we took precautions around the house, she was finding new ways to hurt herself. Late night trips to check into Parker Heights Mental Healthcare facility for a few days had practically become a weekly arrangement.
By Beau Harmon5 years ago in Horror
Love And Sorrow
I was never going to have a cat. There’s nothing wrong with cats, but with my allergies, living with a cat didn’t seem possible. Then, in the spring of 2020, a stray cat had kittens in my scrap wood pile. I thought it would be handy having a few cats around the property, so I cut a cat door in the wall of my shop and started putting food and water inside, to encourage her to move her kittens in and stick around.
By Beau Harmon5 years ago in Petlife
