Sassy, Sexy, Saved & Sensitive: The Woman I've Become

Not sure if this old voodoo tale would work, Ms. Betsy Sue carefully sliced Mr. Lonnie on the bottom of both feet with the razor blade she always carried in her corn husk pocketbook, pour vinegar into the cuts to kill the tissue and to prevent too much blood lost. She wasn't trying to kill him...Mr. Lonnie needed to know how much Betsy Sue loved him. Ms. Betsy Sue would always say "Love is what Love does" ("SWOOSH" as she slashes him for the 3rd time across his feet) Mr. Lonnie was too drunk to realize what was happening. For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit set their minds on the things of the Spirit. (Romans 8:1-39 ) Mr. Lonnie's flesh never went back to that Ridge Avenue Bar...My father's flesh did.