The difference between being cheeky and proclaiming to the world that you're **NOT **your mother's daughter when you're a twenty-something adult, and feeling that way when you're eleven is staggering. It swallows you up like a gigantic sink hole.
This short fiction story is about finding a way out of the holes that seem to consume us as children. It's an engaging, funny, and sometimes sad journey to wholeness...wholesome will have to come later.