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Tonight I sit here alone as Verne has stolen my mail order husband. I caught them playing dirty Santa, well at least that's what Verne said it was but I can't figure out what the melted chocolate had to do with Dirty Santa? But anyway it gives me time to write on my untitled, unfinished book. I'm a self taught author, if you can say that? So sometimes I use hyperboles, instead of adjectives and use commas in the wrong places. But I'm digressing while writing tonight I became emotional, I guess is a good thing when it comes to reaching out to a reader.
I am a Paramedic which should lead you into what my book is about. Not so much about medicine but the emotions that one deals with.
I won't give away too much now as I don't want to jinx myself, but I hope when its done new light is shed on Emergency Medical Services and we are treated not as Ambulance drivers but as human beings who serve help the greater good. So if any of you see Verne and my mail order husband tell them to come home. I need help with punctuation.