I'll Never Tell
My daughter's besty whispered in my ear. "I'll never tell," Our house had become the place where my daughter, Kate, and her friends hung out. We had a large home with plenty of room for movie nights, sleepovers, and, of course, pool parties. I went a bit overboard after her mother passed. I found myself giving in to her more and more. I even installed a pool so she and her friends could hang out here at our house. Kate was twelve when her mother died in an accident with a drunk dr...