Roland’s Tears

With no parents to put us to order, my sisters and I enjoyed our lives the best way that we could. We tried to keep our weekends busy and full of fun, but we were trapped in lucky pit, from which we needed to gain so much.

I guess being twenty-five years old did not pull me down to the ground. I needed to have some fun from time to time, but my younger sister Lisa was a wild and exciting young lady whom we always needed for bad advice.