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My Mother Got Her Hair Done For Donald Trump
You never know when he might pop out
It was November 2017 and I had been calling my mother. She wasn’t returning my calls or answering her phone.
I was calling to ask if my children and I could stay at her house.
I told her that my kids had made plans with my cousin’s kids. They all live in the same hometown about two hours away from where I now live. My cousins had invited us to hang out with them and join in on their family gathering.
My mother and her two other children, my younger siblings, are incredibly hateful and toxic toward my cousins, but typically not to their face. I could not tell my mother that I was coming in to see my cousins. I had to say it was our kids that made the plans. That I thought would help buffer me from the fierceness of my mother and help me secure a place to stay.
Finally, she decided to answer the phone when I called again. And this is the very same woman who sprints and dives for her phone every time it rings. I guess that is except when I was calling.
I asked why I had not heard back from her for three days. She told me that she had gone to get her hair done.
She informed me that she was going to The White House. It was the first holiday season “in house” for this president…
