05-07-2023, 07:25 PM
The first heated discussion I remember overhearing my parents have was when I was four. My Father had told me I could read any book in the house I wanted, my Mother frowned but let it go. Then one night I came out, book in hand, to the lounge where they were both reading and asked what a 'b r o t h e l' was.
From then on my Mother decided what I could read. Or try to read.
From then on my Mother decided what I could read. Or try to read.