JANET C MIMS
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College educated wishing to be a writer customer service rep. Doing everything I can to break into the parallel universe of creativity.
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THE LOCKET
“Baby, take this locket!” Mamoo squeezed my hand tightly as I sat next to her in the bed in the living room. She just suffered what could be her third heart attack clutching her chest. She was in the middle of cooking my favorite dish of Turnip, Mustard, and Collard Greens with Smoked Turkey. The aroma of down-home soul food filled our small one bedroom Section 8 apartment located in the South Loop of Chicago next to the historic Bronzeville neighborhood.
By JANET C MIMS5 years ago in Fiction
THE LOCKET
“Baby, take this locket!” Mamoo squeezed my hand tightly as I sat next to her in the bed in the living room. She just suffered what could be her third heart attack clutching her chest. She was in the middle of cooking my favorite dish of Turnip, Mustard, and Collard Greens with Smoked Turkey. The aroma of down-home soul food filled our small one bedroom Section 8 apartment located in the South Loop of Chicago next to the historic Bronzeville neighborhood.
By JANET C MIMS5 years ago in Fiction
